we was best friends tell me why it have to end niggas changed on me when I went to the pen I going through some thangs I'll never do again but all you had to do was use a pencil or pen to take my mind away ...from the place that I was in but these pussy niggas never could comprehend I had a hustle never ask you for no dividends now I'm out and you bitches want to make amends you tryna to fix some that I wouldn't recommend emotions come n go and I can see my trust descend I keep it real homie never knew how to pretend all I feeling that we shared yeah they in the wind I feel the difference now even doe we are kin you chose your homies nigga and said fuck da skin now see a pussy where ya dick should have been turn another page you don't wanna see my rage all this shit that I developed when I was in a cage metamorphosis turn me to a fucking ape aggravated every time I see my baby face they tell me deal with it nigga you ain't got my plate now I'm beating motherfuckers cause a i can't escape too much noise in this bitch I can't concentrate I got an attitude handed down through a trait you don't believe bitch you can check my DNA and only time served will set a nigga straight when I'm released ain't nobody waiting at my gate only destiny... death... and my fucking fate I try to smile but all I feel is fucking hate exercise my brain now my status heavy weight now I know the meaning of the word Jail bait niggas eating but tell me who supply the plate now think about bitch when you git a cell mate