in my mind everything is fine look inside see what you find it will be unkind never seen evil so refined when you see me white boy almost thirty whith a mind this dirty livin where the waters murky fuckboys wont be shown no mercy tired of being poor i just want something more ill take the deal and the devils brochure for fame the flames i could endure Not for me but for my familys sake so they never have to deal with a bellyache ill keep going even if i need a break one ill never be is fake I grew up in a place thats tough were you gotta work till your hands are rough no one of us can fight enough dont believe me come call my bluff i can only go till i drop under grown where ill rot they will know ive fought never once did i stop being proud of the music i brought I have no fear of pussy givin me a sneer my path is clear ill have a beer as i snap yo neck like im frank mir