lyrically snap as snare go tap remember running thru the trap with a back pack tryin to get couple stack stacks baby girl had a fat cat loved when I got tap that. got knocked cell door locked 15 months of 3 hots an a cot ain't worth a couple quick knots stay prayed up found God found it odd that I got the time got swear he listens don't ever think not. here I am again. out the pen rid myself of sin commendin all the righteous men put on my ass on a few times. back on my grind I was born to shine I ain't signed, I ain't gettin paid to ryme but that's a goal of mine. In the trenches, I was penny pinchin 9 to 5 turning wrenches just get my rent in. back at it again I was running from the lawmen tryin to day Ballin got knocked hit a fuckin a roadblock waitin for the cell to unlock went to jail still saying fuck a cop I'm a young gun, prodigal sun trying to finish what I begun proud of the man I've become been through the storm multiple years in a striped uniform no trust bitches quick to inform doing my own thing cruisin my lane tryin to stay sane.