"Picture this, a young brotha born into chaos/ Label him a sheep among wolves see how they face off/ World around him forces him 2 mourn everyday 'cause/ Life's so unfair, he doesn't understand he's trapped inside the (haze)/ His mom's a woman scorn, daddy takes off/ 3,000 miles, "zoom, zoom!" like a race car/ 4 some otha chicks 2 "boom, boom!", pump ya breaks, pa/ Wishes he could take off, but it's getting thick inside the (haze)/ His one and only dream was 2 play ball/ Swore he'd be a great star, but ain't have a great start/ In fact, quite the opposite, so it didn't take long/ First he tried 2 stay strong, but suffered from exposure 2 the (haze)/ Only heartache, love turned 2 heartbreak/ Kid wit' much potential brought 2 ruin that's a darn waste/ The (haze)/ Inside he's feelin' crazed, blame it on the haze/ Now the (haze) grows every year right wit' his age/ Comes alive in large clouds titled: "fear" and "rage"/ Amazed. He examines in the mirror how he's changed/ Memories start 2 trickle down on him like rain/ He hates, the thought of the cursed hand he had 2 play/ He turns 2 the Word of God, hoping he'll be saved/ He prays, but when trials come his way he strays/ The cards that he was dealt, got him lost inside the maze, its the (haze)..."J & M #1
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