the life im trying to create, will only happen with the intestinal fortitude to make, it to the shore after swimming through many states, worn out and knowing the moves that need to be made, my fight wont stop until the very breath one takes, if they can take it, if not the lifestyle that i want with peace, happiness, love, family, and the bitterness that ones are trying to make me a fake and hate, throwing dirt on my name and my life being at stake, theres not many who can relate, it comes from bad folk, with bad bones, and telling lies as they try not to choke, from the words of deceit and blowing smoke, having others to believe their words and false hope, misery loves company and their company loves dope, believe what is wrote, down coming from a genuine guy trying to live a life that they want revoke, now and have been trying to for some time, hour after after, crime after crime, when all I've ever wanted is to make a dime and cover my 6 watching every move they have made trying to stop mine, why? after its said and over then the story will have its rhyme and ill be fine, not having to look over my shoulder or being away from this family of mine, protecting what others cannot see or are blind to, for when it comes to the truth, i dont push it on them for maybe they can't handle the truth, especially the ones I've created and in their youth, im doing the best i can and protecting you, as a man\father should do, im a little bruised, but alive to make the move that will end all of the thieving, mischieving, conflict, and mental abuse, ill beat that dude and wash my hands with all of you, that's what this is going to take and as a man who's not trying to look