Guilt and sorrows Playing like a guitar We keep dancing for the same strings Blings blinds the misery I came in a missionary With a holy ghetto poem This ghetto syndrome Makes me go against the unjust Justify this biblical biological genetic Issues that lives within us I took my right left my left and flee with kite Seen the doves singing good graces felt home Had my moments living like an awl My eyes made the night sOo bright I left the place rocking on my rock bottom Can't wear this shoes but the size fit all But you lacking a heart I roar like a lion like I'm from Jamaica More fire this is will of fire don't touch me You will burn Feel the burn let your be in Ashe's Take no pain This paintings make monalisa expensive You can keep that girl All Ps are the same if she milking you You a ATM They hate poor they find inferior This disease makes the poor take from the Rich the War never stops