im 21 jus tryna get a grip on lyfe, sicc an tired of being of tired jus tryna find a rite....
when i was growing up i always wanted to be that one that u feared
than i woke up one morning an saw a stranger in the mirror.
with eyes so vacant an glazed,
results of living a lyfe in a constant haze.
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Can you take me away dissolve these walls that contain me
lets plan an escape an than turn our fantasy to reality...
can you diminish the pain that seems relentless to leave my soul
can you do the job that no alchol or drug could do an make me feel whole...
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Tha world showed no mercy on me so why should i,
I got a personal vendetta an this game got me meserized.
I'm suicidal with this thug life,
Retaliating for all tha stuff that never went right.
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At tymes i wonder will god really save me in the end,
should i quit while im ahead or keep playin the game to win.
will god show me mercy 4 doin thangs i had to do to maintain
Am i a victem of circumstances or am i the one left to blame.
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Tha screams of broken men crys of lost souls,
With fire runnin through their veins an hearts stone cold.
There is no presence of god between these concrete walls,
In here u got to do what u got to just to maintain,
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