Locked up, doing Fed time In the cell, no sunshine Counting down the days, one by one Living life on the run, what have I done? Staring at the walls, feeling so confined Trying to escape this state of mind But the bars won't budge, I'm stuck in this grind Just a lost soul, searching for a sign Missing my freedom, longing to be free But I made my bed, now I have to see The consequences of my actions, the reality Of living a life of crime, no more insanity Fed time, it's a harsh reality But I'll come out stronger, that's my mentality Gotta stay focused, keep my sanity One day I'll be free, that's my