Life In The Pen Ain't For Me

Mama Gave Birth To A Hell Raising Heavenly Son. See The Doctor Tried To Smack Me, But I Smacked Him Back.

Trust Me I Never Lose. Either I Win Or Learn From It

Can't Close My Eyes Cause All I See Is Terror I Hate The Man In The Mirror Cause His Reflection Makes The Pain Turn Realer

If I Could Patent 'being Real', I Think I Could Own That.

With All This Extra Stressin The Question I Wonder Is After Death, After My Last Breath When Will I Finaly Get To Rest? Through This Supression They Punish The People That's Askin Questions And Those That Possess, Steal From The Ones Without Possesions The Message I Stress: To Make It Stop Study Your Lessons Don't Settle For Less - Even The Genius Asks-es Questions Be Grateful For Blessings Don't Ever Change, Keep Your Essence The Power Is In The People And Politics We Address.