Im living a life so cold,and for happyness im famished/
Spending endless hours,desperately,to get my burdens banished/
I beg God to release me from my imprisonment,but the power of prayer i cant manage to harniss/
My questions are never answered,so my hope begins to tarnish/
for,under the barrier of home,im caged into a situation that restricts my perserverance towards goals-a great confine/
for,locked behind brick walls engulfed with shadow,its hard to shine/
But i cannot ask for assistance in the struggle,for the burdes are mine/
Line,after line i summon in an attempt to relieve some tension,some weight from the heart/
But,im pretty deep in the pit-better get runnnin' on a good start/
But,alas,death has already stricken me ounce,leaving me wounded with a terrible and deep laceration/
Now,i feel im a dog,backed into a corner,about to lash-out in exasperation/
Make myself a tyrant-i wont fall the next rapper infatuation/
Im gonna have my name carven here for years/
The hole world will be set upon my ocean of tears/
All hearts will be moved-in my direction,all rappers transfixed on my form/
Take this time now,to prepare yourself for the storm/
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