winds of change pt 2

seasons change i keep away from lames i know im stuck in my ways counting the days found and lost again lost and found me just to convince yourself how much you really doubt me thinking of how life is gonna be with out me cant find a happy home so the system gots a place to house me always been on the count school dropping me out nothing stopping the cops im steady dodging somehow im on the opposite side going against the odds again so its older than before other options i got alot nothing so no need for any boxxes the only geometry i need is a coffin minus the body wieght im just skin and bones the hangman hanging in the closet is there anybody out there still vacant after i put my trust in the process doenst make any sence feeling so cold when its a hot mess no more wasting another minute trying to turn off my conscience i must be lieing to myself thinking i could of lived more honest no matter the distance i get between freedom and a razor fence ill always be nothing but old convict its a never ending war story waking to a sunny day but theres always gonna be more conflict giving into the final outcome running from the police the whole county i had to out run knowing that it was me theres probably gonna be some animosity nothing worst than jugdes holding onto old grudges here i am paranoid of the past how could i truly focus on feeling im was in love knowing it might not last that long back in the days i cant get change the past but the court taking its payment out of no where here comes another arriegement while im already in chains stacking up and double dipping on me already telling me my guidelines saying i got off easy the other times the prosecutor wants me doing a lifetime she hates rapping especially hates the kind like mines malicious only if the other charges im being threatened of blah blah blah cant believe this bullshit the state gets away doing persecuted for exercising my rights cause the cases aint holding any water trying to scare me to being stupid