Setting the stage for emergence-let me paint you a picture. On the “other side of the trax“, you live for your past because you have no future. You sing your song because the nights are long and the day is gone-over before it even started! “Slow singing and flower bringing” as we bow our heads for the departed.
My pops was a rolling stone and my momma no angel-still trying to cut through those webs but they too tangled!
I lived my life so long makin wrong turns-money, relationships, and jobs, up in smoke as I watched em burn! Some things you lose on the “Other side of the Trax” when you lose em you don’t get em back!
Prostitutes, dope, and hard times-Your hood ain’t no harder than mine! A white boy on them mean streets of Gary, SCARY! Not claimin a set, still, I had street credit, certified, official=That You Can BET!
“I can’t be something I’m not”! What was I just saying? I forgot…
My life took a turn for the better. I’m on the right road, but that doesn’t mean that I carry a lite load!
Do as I say and not as I do! And read this book, it’s cover is blue and it knows what is best for you.
Afetr much pain and misery that some eyes will NEVER see, I decided to die in order to live! I was done! I had no more to give. So I tapped out and raised that white flag. I was no longer in search of that “next bag”.
I went and got clean and never once looked back, but now I live on the other side of a different set of tracs! You know, the kind that have people talkin behind my back…
Up against the world standing Bravely. For in my head, it’s no longer my own grave that I see!
Today, I’m just trying to use the gift that my god gave me!
To those of you out there in the grip, I hope. We do recover! Look around! Let me in, nah, just fucking let me down, I’m used to it! I am Jay, I am an addict. Stay away from my side of the tracs, there’s no more room for another knife in my back!!!! Stay up. Stay human. I love you and you matter to me!