it's time for the law to recognize a new order. my brother got locked up bringing drugs across the border. my other brother doing 20 years not a day shorter. and my mom just got busted with a war of dope. I'm losing hope cuz everyone is disappearing like ghost. I'm this close to hanging up coat followed by a rope. but sketch mob needs me to bring the heavy flow. so it's back to the Chevy I'm ready. the police are petty pitiful and miserable. that's why they target the poor and say we're criminal. war is on the way but this one ain't subliminal. it's literal like death and that's coming next. so get ready to protect what little freedom we got left. I wonder whos next on the list. I can't find a fix and ignorance is bliss. so 2ere doomed to this. glued to my room Cuz I'm scared of the double fence. I can't take another sentence to a federal offense. I won't see my brother till 2036. the system is a trick and there mission is sick. they pick and choose who gets to win and lose. they call it drug abuse not be confused with the drug down and abused.. there no love in that 8 by 10 room. only tough times and the truth. nothing to do so your talking to yourself. walking through memory's that have turned into hell. your burning up inside of a windowless cell. Tryna tell yourself everything is all right. but the the cchain game is for life. better get used to black and white stripes. cuz even if we make it out tonight. well be in and out until we see the light. cuz once you get arrested. you get arrested twice. then again and again and again. home becomes the federal pen. all alone paying for your sins. with good behavior my bro would being doing 10. but that ain't the case so until then free my friends and free all of my Ken in prsiom. and free me cuz it won't be long until I'm in there with him spread wisdom and carry on my vision. it may be hard but someones bound to listen