It's Kinda Hard To Be Optimistic, When

I'd Be In My Hotel Room, Smoking Too Much, Drinking, Going To Clubs, Just Being Numb. That Was Being In Jail To Me. I Wasn't Happy At All On The Streets. That Was The Addict Speaking.

I Exist In The Depths Of Solitude Pondering My True Goal Trying 2 Find Peace Of Mind And Still Preserve My Soul

Evil's Lurking, I Can See Him Smirking.

What Doesn't Kill Me Just Makes Me Stronger

I Heard A Rumor I Died, Murdered In Cold Blood Dramatized, Pictures Of Me In My Final State, You Know Mama Cried, But That Was Fiction, Some Coward Got The Story Twisted, Like I No Longer Existed, Mysteriously Missin', I'm Known Worldwide Baby, I Ain't Hard To Find.