Even Though I'm Marked For Death, I'ma

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?

Gotta Get A Tight Grip, Don't Slip, Loose Lips, Sank Ships, It's A Trip, I Love The Way She Licks Her Lips.

Questions For The Lord, Why He Don't Like Me, Guard My Soul, Though My Life Was Hard With No Remorse.

The American Dream Wasn't Meant For Me, Cause Lady Liberty's A Hypocrite She Lied To Me, Promised Me Freedom,education, And Equality Never Gave Me Nothing But Slavery But Now Look At How Dangerous You Made Me Callin Me A Mad Man Because Im Strong And Bold.

I Just Spent 11 And A Half Months In A Maximum-security Jail, Got Shot Five Times, And Was Wrongly Convicted Of A Crime I Didn't Commit.