Its About Tyme Poem by troublesome thug

I was once on the blocc doin nothin but chasing dreams
bein a shadow to a phantom you kno what i mean.
my goals were only one an that was make it thru the day
an my acheivements was only one an that was if by that tyme i got paid.
so you can c why my lyfe went down the drain
sprialing outta control lost in this game.
but most all my mistakes are becoming my lessons
an i realize now that i neva really got to count my blessings.
cuz i may be at my bottom but i can only go up from here
been to hell an bacc but aint got tyme to shed a tear.
now i realize its about tyme i asked 4 sum help
cuz ive been on my kness nite an day prayin 4 a way out.
I can no longer c thru all this darkness ive been walkin round blind
an now i need a lil light an im thinkin its about tyme......