I came from the bottom and yet I dug a little further I came to take a stand my nation shall be the jury conviction haunts my enemies and so none have come against me. a ex convict who has conflict with the rich fake gangsta wannabes I know the streets like I know the woods behind every hood and neighborhood in my city youngins wilding out with nickel plated cannons hot damn it understand me blocks hotter than the pavement during a drought I bring the heat wave yet colder than a winter at winterfell when winters fell in the middle of December and police bring an army when they aggressively handcuff you with a knee to your neck one sitting on your back other on ya legs for a gram of dro and a license revoked then off to jail you go or a concentration camp for the who's on top floor n pod p pod and the hole