I look in the mirror and see my people.//
I feel like the only good person in a world thats evil.//
Happiness comes to me when I write or spit.//
Other than that, being here makes me sick.//
This country is being runned by a prick and a dick.//
Constantly praying to god, but I dont see him no where.//
All that grows inside of me is my hostillity and flare.//
Frustration and depression from all the therapists and psychologists.//
Who would smile, but in reality were all venemous.//
Im the product of a broken home.//
Many nights, shedding tears, all alone.//
Betrayed by everyone who I've loved.//
No support, this empty life aint enough.//
My own child died before even being born.//
HaUzTiLe hated before even being known.//
I dont need no army, I be dat dark warrior, on my own.//