Sittin' in da dark, lettin' out my heart
in a song cause' when the people won' t listen, the pen and paper will
I got family but the loves missin', I grew up hatin' my mom and I hate her still
wat good is family without love, wat good is friendship without trust
I'm fightin' a war, that many have fought b4
I got a war to fight, I'm a soldier in this war of life
tryin' to keep my head on my sholders,
I'm always in defence mode, cause' shits intense yo
feelin' nuttin but extacy, from the intensity, it cause's the propensity, to stop the density
of all my enemys, gettin' too close next to me
I'm afflicted, with pain thats been constricted, my whole life is bein' depicted
peice by peice by enemy's
who only want pain inflicted, and who could have predicted, that I would grow to be a sick kid
wit a mind so twisted, the truth is wat I spit kid, I'll never be contradicted, so I'll keep fightin' da war
no matter how much is at risk kid