A Life of Pure Insanity (written behind bars in 2005)

In this land of hatred, death and spiritual damnation,

I need a place to stand.

I need a place to rest my head

 when all is lost and all is said.

Dope fiends and broken dreams are everywhere

its all I see.

So what else would you expect me to be?

A drug dealer is what I was, I'm hoping that I'll rise above.

I've lived a life of false belief 

that's left me with nothing but death and grief.

Now I'm caged like an outcast

trapped inside these four brick walls.

Stripped of money and self respect,

So what else would you expect but for me to be a thug who shows no love,

its all I've known to see:

A life of pure insanity.