Taking this time to turn your struggles into a story, you can tell about why you never prayed to God because you kept waking up in hell. Now you’re locked up walking endless miles back and forth in your cell, looking at your past life and seeing how you fell. Wishing you could do it all over again but you already struck the final bell, so you got to live with that consequence and accept that L.

All your nightmares are turning into your reality and you can’t show your fear, hiding behind your ever smiling mask so your family don’t shed a single tear. Scared of being let down once again so you don’t allow anyone to come near, and the only person that you can trust is the one staring back at you in the mirror.

Distancing yourself from people was hard but you chased it like it was your dream career, so now you’re becoming more antisocial because you don’t talk to any of your peers.

Your pain and emotions are so raw you try to drown your sorrow with jailhouse made beer, drinking so much until you’re numb and can no longer hear the devil whispering in your ear.

When lies were spread and blame was placed, and the truth never told, everyone hated and said I should burn in hell, that’s very bold. They were all trying to bring me down but I’ll never fold. Staying true to my character because it’s written in the code. This prison journey is a hard set back, but it’s not my only road, still destined for greatness, that’s a ticket that’s already sold. I’ll always have love for my family because my heart is made of solid gold, and carrying y’all to the top with me that isn’t a heavy load.

Taking this time to turn your struggles into a story you can tell about why you never prayed to God because you kept waking up in hell. Now you’re locked up walking endless miles back and forth in your cell, looking at your past life and seeing how you fell. Wishing you could do it all over again, but you already struck the final bell, so you got to live with that consequence and accept that L.