im a convict locked up in this institution/ the world is corrupted by deadly posoins and pollution/ the world is a death sentence exposed to corruption/ its a sinful nature unity and destruction/ oppulent dispare is a product of my eruption/ so let me function/my feelings are bottled up, ready to explode/ my bloods no longer warm but manisfested to cold/insanity takes a roll in my space, an whats fucked is my emotions are garbage throwen to waste/ i tell you,hells gravity holds the most force callen your corpse/because trouble is the source/ the world is constantly judgemental/ judging these books by covers and thinking its essential,/yeah the world is followed by that satan/ that keeps waiten and haiten/ for my down falll/ i stand tall/