Ima take you to a place deep down in the base
Where only roaches know your name
It’s round and it’s hollow
The ground is a spirl
A few can funnel the pain
When it thunders it rains
In a puddle of blame
My life is one big shame
This wall is my name for 23 straight
The hours of the day
Roll it up inmate 209 it’s time to catch the chain
Your destination is incarceration
Hating life’s a waste
Your brain starts racing
Your mind starts chasing
As you wait to see your fait
Guess you should have thought twice bout rolling dice
Claiming life’s a game
If I’m so smart
Why’d I choose to take the stooped way out?
I scream and I shout
A mad man’s tale of what this dungeons all about
These walls get close
I lose my composer
In this cell I’m a loner
How can I sleep when my heads to deep
For day’s I sit alone
And all I do is think
I could have been a father
I could have been a teacher
So close yet so far from a preacher
Vengeance violence
Dripping tears from my eyelids
I’m stranded on an island
The quakes are vibrant
Causing me migraines
The climate dehydrate
I’m lost in my mind state
Exhaust from the rhyme play
They lost the key
After tossing me away
Deep down in the keep