Standing all alone
lost inside my tears
broken by my sins
haunted by my fears
buried alive inside myself
digging through my thoughts
locked inside the mind
of a mad man and his qoutes
burning in my sleep
crying when I wake
shit I ain't no gangster
no time for being fake
talking like I lost
but no one wins a fight
the devil owns my soul
but not the lines I write
streets once owned my heart
with blood as cold as ice
but I left that life behind
to give my son advice
you see it's far to late for me
so hear the wisdom in my voice
the truth is all I give
for him to make his choice
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