About Me
i'm facing a hot one, i cried some, tryna take a look at the sky's sun, am i dumb? i done put my damn life on the line son, i try once hard to put my faith in the God's son, it's even so hard that i wish that i died once, and resurrected pure, though i lay in the high slums, am i done? or will i ever see the grace of the sunlight instead of sitting here wishin i done right, will someone pray for me, that i get my mind right, so i can get acquitted, then get my life right, i been sittin here a minute, feeling with these deputy swineheads, will i dred in this brick shed?i'm left to hang on a rope, no remorse for my throat, my heart is turning cold as a slope, it's in need of a coat, prosecuter wanna see if i slope, if the judge throw me over the boat, hear me holla for hope, reminicsing when i'm jotting a note, thinking about my partnas and folks, but either way imma cope, cus it aint the end of my life, cus after every gloomy day theres a day more bright and, it aint the size of the dog but the size of the fight, so imma keep trying till i get this right, till the mofuckas turn out my lights!
