maintaining my mind inside prison Walls
ignoring reality when she calls
stressing on the day when they let me go
knowing that the grass will grow in the wind will blow
you have to be doing time to relate
because the convict stands firmly on only his faith
I can't let my life go to waste I only have one
and I can't depend on my friends cuz I really have none
I wonder I'll I be 5 years from now I hope it gets better
I don't know it tomorrow brings it's like...