I feel like Black Jesus got his hands on me and guides me through life to put me where I'm supposed to be.

We all gonna die, we bleed from similar veins.

No one knows my Struggle, they only see the Trouble. Not knowing it's hard to carry on when, No one loves you.

Life in the pen ain't for me 'cos I'd rather die.

I'm not thuggin' for me, I'm thuggin' for my family, I pay all the bills, I feed my whole family, wrong or right, I do and I can't stop.

Perspective. You start looking at things differently, like everything's not so important. You don't take things so personally. Everyone changes, becomes better people. We all should get that chance.

I heard a rumor I died, Murdered in cold blood dramatized, Pictures of me in my final state, You know mama cried, But that was fiction, Some coward got the story twisted, Like I no longer existed, Mysteriously missin', I'm known worldwide baby, I ain't hard to find.