Should I say it or not but I need a hand to help me out Start share my rhymes and my thoughts out Its all about how i form this poem but My grind is ma**ive im making it real art Telling my self be smart Never rut rust or get chained up in the bad part Keep positive bars bump in my heart With God essence write within my hand fight for people Rights Eyes of the devil is stalking me through dayz and nights ... Live not 2 die Telling my friends the end is bright is it right it makes no difference if u black or white Cuz we all have come of Adm and Eve Tho we find it hard to believe Still our enemies making us struggle to live f**ing our beliefs Just never grieve hold onto ur good deeds like a soft breeze Keep it real my brain is steel so i can never be phony while telling how i feel This earth used to be part of heaven Before we mess it turn it 2 hell Loneliness and despair all i got from being here for 20 years Jesus said it A Prophet Without Honor In His Hometown I ain't prophet and probably this should never be my homeland It hurts man to feel stranger among ur folks Im baking to my conscious and my focus hocus pocus Life is a roller-coaster been down for too long Now im riding the top And will never stop even if i died you gonna see my ghost