I wake up to them rapping tunes

every afternoon, I'll be home soon

I see the board sometime after june.

met a couple of convicts,

that's way beyond sick

it seems they dig my style,

cause I be on some don shit.

laid back, I ran into some brothers

from wayback

those that I dig there be others black - i'm real unclear on what he

actually says here

I don't say jack

I stay in tune with the stars sun and moon

because behind bars your doomed if your mind can't consume

plus spiritual pain can bring forth physical rain

and without knowledge of self

how else can a criminal change?

and being locked up ain't the life of me

shit is way too trife for me

"you're coming home soon% sounds so nice to me

But you can bet, i'm bouncing out with mad props

and if I get chopped, and knocked Baby Pop

my world don't stop



And in here it makes us all the same

for blowing backs out five to fifteen

see you in the bean

till they max out

mis behavin, acting uncivilized like cavemen

I witness bravemen,

that gave inside(?) minds turn to gay men

nobody's playin

crimes of prisoners supposed to be preying(?)

on some low shit layin sleep

get yo ho shit banged in

hangin

who's to warn you

outta the hell these inmates gone through

from the 3 halves of a four group(?)

doubt if anyone is normal

and overall

it's hard to call

who would try to play you

one kid from my tomb caught a carved spoon through his navel

nothing can save you

even C.O's try to grave you it's painful to even know

those that are most faithful, will betray you

I lay lo-key

cause I ain't heard the leas