I licked envelopes. Wrote a letter to the pope. He never gave me rope. In the times I couldn't cope. They cleaned up the dope. And censored my scope. The writing on the walls. Been beaten to a pulp. All I ever wanted was my story to be told. I never got struck by something in my core. I never took back that joint I rolled. What happens now the truth I told. Do they all roll over and die in the cold. All I ever wanted was my story to be told. A skate board rolled a lightning bolt. Droppin' on 'em. But it ain't their fault. Maybe I am floored. But it needs to be told. All I ever wanted was my story to be told