Damn my mamma really tried
Giving me a better life
I'd always put up a fight
Hated that she might be right
Left my house a hundred times
Searching but I couldn't find
Anywhere that felt like home
It gets lonely on the road
Pawned my auntie's golden ring
Like it didn't mean a thing
That was all she left to me
Before her death so suddenly
Needed drugs like air to breathe
Amphetamines
Crushed my hopes and dreams
I'm a dope fiend
Trying to see
A light at the end of a glass pipe
I'm a fiend trying to see
A light at the end of a glass pipe
Ain't that right
This isn't my first rodeo
But it's really getting old
I know when it's time to fold
When the wind is blowing cold
I can feel it my bones
People change, well, I suppose
Through the cracks a flower grows
No one ever really knows
There's a light at the end of a glass pipe
I see a light at the end of a glass pipe
Is there a light at the end of a glass pipe
Light at the end of a glass pipe