Uncertainty and an unguided path,

Living in the hood without a thirst for the bad,

A hunger for survival but no back up in the game,

A passion for love and a phobia for the same,

No money and no car but a job i just got,

A clean ass record and no risk of ever getting caught,

Being black in a world that tears us down,

Still being black with my own still talking me down,

Having to take care of the pops that ain't did shit for me,

Trying to get a girl thats real and not bull shitty,

Only 2 real friends I call brothers with a struggle of their own,

A short ass temper but a big ass smile so you would have never known,

A longing for a change but a fear for the very same,

I looked at my eyes in the mirror but no tears ever came,

A mind full of knowledge but a mouth full of swears,

Head full of evil thoughts and wishing the evil seed would bear,

It's like I'm trapped behind bars but this isn't jail,

Its the manifestation of my pain that creates my hell!






`I have to stay right with the lord cuz otherwise after death it gets worst and its hard enough trynna survive my hell`