Mike Tyson says......
I used to be feared, and females said a hottie...
Back when life was in gear and I used to be somebody.
Now I'm rotting, been dead but still breathing...
Cuz wins started stopping, and boldly began retreating.
Lately I've been left senseless, stumbling for balance...
My defense proven defenseless as they attack with malice.
The Borealis is what I'm seeing, stargazing a bunch...
But not the ones at ringside, these are from his punch.
That's why I'm hunched, head's no longer high...
Cuz I feel economy's crunch, and it often makes me cry.
Considering the millions I used to earn a night...
For filling pavillions everytime I stepped to fight.
Fury's what I used to abuse and contuse with...
But anger's confused and subdued when ya get rich.
It gets thick, hard to see through, so reasons get blurry...
And since I felt bulletproof, training ended in a hurry.
Seems once I hit thirty, losses formed a foundation...
Only once in my twenties did I face that devastation.
I can't deny 4 failures in a single decade, can I?
They've marked me forever as a target in a man's eye.
If I could only turn back time and relive my prime...
I'd try and cherish it more and be glad it's mine.
I'd train harder than before and talk ten times less...
About Razor Ruddock's lips and that Lewis' kid mess.
I'd have never married Robin, or fucked that other bitch...
Would've never let King come mobbin, or ever had a prison stint.
I'd have never copped a 2nd loss or bitten ears for a third...
Lewis would have fallen and Williams'd still be unheard.
But that's not reality, fantasy time must end...
I must face my own mortality, and my lack of friends.
No romance without finance, so I'll never marry again...
This is how this boxer lives cuz he took life on the chin.
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