Lil piece of my mind..... some thing I wrote....

Comin up in the city, livin like the mob..
Money over *******, and screaming fuckk a job...

On the daily hustl'n to eat hustl'n to sleep..
HUSTLE HUSTLE HUSTLE!?!
Wat you sew is what you reep..?..

Always on a come up, then smack into the wall.
Like god playin tricks, and likes it when I fall...

So lost in this world you'd need a search party to find me.
Even then you'd need the hand of god, the blood of christ and your first born to bind me..

I've lived and learned,
I've been beat, jumped, arrested and physically burned...

I've been cut, kicked, and thrown to the floor.
Yelling this can't be it for me...there has to be more....

With death, drugs and jail taking my family and friends...
I'm standing here all alone saying **** it, till the world ends......

The rage in my chest is constantly building,
the monster inside me wants to shoot thru the ceiling........

My world is spinning I wanna let go.....
My life is a movie, And I'm in the back row...

Its going by so fast -OUT OF CONTROL-
I gotta grab hold -FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL-

Taught by my mom to always be strong..
With the fear of failure in my head all day long....

Some days I feel like I'm drowning in a sea with no water...
I WILL MAKE IT I WILL SURVIVE, if not for me.
!! FOR MY SONS AND MY DAUGHTER..!!!