- Life in this prison ain’t really so easy for you
You on the streets going back and forth to Juvie.
I sadly see you goin down the wrong road
Taking on a hateful life and its hated dreadful loads.
I know the game ain’t the same like back in the day,
When G’s was keepin it solid and real all the way.
Homies was always there
To show you love and happiness
what we call G-care.
You're locked up and they throw way the key
How the homiesain’t no longer still keepin it real?
Them stripes don’t mean nothing when you hit them pearly white gates.
Where your homies want be with you when God tells you of your fate.
A life of hated dreams doin lots of stupid crimes.
Only take you to a place of grittin teeth and many crys.
A flame that’s never cooled and skin that never burns,
but pain that only doubles - Are you ready for your turn?
I never thought I’d see the day that I would change my Rag.
In for a priceless string of beads with a cross that hardly sags.
I’m not a preacher or a saint. I’m just ya boy not tryna faint.
Into a life of changing ways that’s never on a steady rank.
Give me something that gives me purpose
And you’ll truly see he real me surface