I was a dealer
A pusher of ivory bags
And capsule packets...

All to get mine own delirium
Crazy enough for sanitarium's

Trapped and chained in fiend cage

As in god in that time I had forgotten

Though mine creator I must tell thou
Had not forgotten me...

I turned disease
To mine own kin
I stole a lifetime
Of prison sins
I sought the wrong
And in the end

I made a soo called friend
As
Tis
Was he who had set Me up

Got mine dealer, as also me
In a 22 people dope bust
Sent to jail
Than to pickway by bus

As pickaways
An old mental institution
Turned place for all thugs!!!

As In all this time
Tis
Whilst I mention
Alone I was not

As for god had sent me cherubs
Seraphim's against those beasts
I came out better than the rest

Tis mine story
Tis me!!