this is for the gees that's been engulfed too deep it's benith the reach of implying to help one into the air to breath cause laws constantly be burning eyes with the spotlights just because they may even be denying of them stereo typing my type by my tattoos the color of skin don't make me spin it back into the view for the years I was placed in prison too just to suffer through the struggles nobody rescues the fools because they feel we been in with the lost for so long to be this man would mean you must first understand my reasons for being and the romodels smoking choking thrown chingasos dando Cato's alsta suenos Mero lost vatos que dejamos sangrando tirandolos con mi panyos now I'm the not to rush but in the mix when the haiters come my finger hugs around triggers steady waiting for moments to bust with my other fist griped in clutch of the bowls that burn ice inside behind closed doors and blinds wicked be not my actions unless it's the time for retracting foes that tress passed go out from the sight of the cold nights to be the ones yelling getting rolled on combined yells through the fights now youngstas got to feel like they got nutts to prove trust in me my words stay true be your self don't think of losing you into the systems that don't give a shit bout the good in stilled and bout how your people must feel if you make to move it may be too late just remember my words one day you need to be head of the game minds make power plays while those that get caught locked away we recognize the braves waiting on front lines for chains but it's just a good damnd shame to be a victim in your only coldest mistake in the game a faliure make no insissions the sluggs I spit hope they stay lodging in domes from Texas San antone that's the third coast in struggles for the money hungry to see change engross.