Good guy, Bad guy ~~> Question- Which one am I?
Growing up my mother told me being a good guy was the way to be, going through a mental conflict that I could not see.
In school I always stuck to the positive ways, coming home with report cards flossin' all A's.
Somewhere along the line I don't know where I went wrong, somehow anger & misery became the name of my song.
Dropped out of school and into the wrong mix, coming home high & disrespectful calling my mom a fat b*t*h.
I remember the time she tried to confront me with the switch, telling her you mis-heard me I said I had a bad ich.
My life spiraled out of control and all out of wack, it's a miracle I didn't result to smoking crack.
With the past being gone and the future so near, however now I'm living in a present of fear.
So back to the question: good guy, bad guy which one am I?
I've always been a good guy, just livin' a bad guy lie.