listen to the way I focus mind to give pause to the low in life's hell brings fails no way can any one spin a tail if they never been in the jails without reasons to run the tails bout long nights tired of struggling trails without bails I think my ink drips like running Wells girls stay bitchen of broken nails welcome to the place lonely dwell stuck like a nailwhen lives eyes gaze out of soul less crys no weaknesses just because young punks see this then and they think it is but when even the blind can recognize the long tries behind the broken blinds. dried over time cracking plastic quick like whips in the traffic listening to my skeez I brung forth to light cause I'm falling in dives no one like me slips cause then you'll pee as you see life getting clapped from behind loosing leggs as bullets tap the spine been paying my dues for every crime even the moments the first snitches begin see haunting second thought bitches keep talking jive I recall parking him in front of stop signs no body talks and speaks with reason to move on going long as I when on fuckin drives like I put together this screwed up part of life no use to improvise let the scared run and hide before becoming to me another suit and tie for the lies head aches and heart pains that calls to mine come to me as a donation as I've twisted them into the blaze I spun for the rights .