while i sit in heaven... is my destiny... to reclaim my unbeleiven struggling... heaven raise me high know im punish... for doin so much hussling... time is judgement... at last time is rushing... me out the door... look at the things i live... is it fair... life is fear... tears i teard... never look up... im always there... ready for anything that comes near... i presist to falling from the sky... rather than something beneath me... hell is real... n whoever burns is restless... never the deals... that struggle... that we went tru when we was younger... had to hussle just to have money... our a drug to feel... the tentions the toughts mind is a punishment... complishments i went tru just to survive n see something that i can call... life... intrusions tru my paths... last of the last... n one to blast... at ya... while you laugh... ill be beginning a new life... out of jail out of everything bad that i been tru... i change n see the survivory n this... world of misery... underneath i see the right tracks to inhale the air that i breath... suspirate my life to a new belief... i can see me be tagger... along the across lingers that i live...