Sunshine

He's an escape artist
Call him Mr. Houdini
When he's drunk driving, call him Aston Martini
He's gotten every wish
He's ever wanted must have genie
Bottles piled up in the front seat
Of his Lamborghini
He owns condos and boats Sails Cali to Fiji
Cover of Forbes magazine Check if you don't believe me
Some may say it might seem
Like he has everything
Fancy cars, pretty "broads", And plenty diamond rings
Maybe true, but
He also has the DNA
Of an addict stuck in traffic
With needles in his veins
Think that's that tragic
Well you haven't heard shit let me explain
Caught some static on a traffic stop
On Independence day
As soon as he saw the flashes
He pulls over out the car he dashes
Gun in hand ran through the grasses
Hopped the fence went to ditch his stashes
That's when the cop went to grab him
Switch blade opened
To the chest he stabbed him
Switched both lives around, he panicked
One life gone, one on death row standing

Threw it all away
That piece of sunshine

She was a great artist
Valedictorian
Head cheerleader of a squad, And class president
Graduated with a 4.5
Focused on scholastics
She earned a full ride to college
With her scholarships
Her life changed suddenly
She left for school dad died of cancer
No life insurance so to make money
She became a dancer
But she was too shy to stand there
And take off her top
So the door guy says
"Here's a pill that you can pop"
Next thing you know
She's gripping the pole out of control
Five years later no one will date her
Known as a junkie hoe
She's walking through the back room
Into the bathroom to snort some blow
And then just like a vacuum
Sucked up the dollar bill through her nose
She feels the reaction her body's having
Down to her toes
The crowd is clapping her heart is racing
Right through her clothes
Her systems crashing, her body's collapsing
On the floor in the front row
And to think she threw away
Every opportunity she had
To take the right road