In My Mind I'm A

We Wouldn't Ask Why A Rose That Grew From The Concrete For Having Damaged Petals, In Turn, We Would All Celebrate Its Tenacity, We Would All Love Its Will To Reach The Sun, Well, We Are The Roses, This Is The Concrete And These Are My Damaged Petals, Dont Ask Me Why, Thank God, And Ask Me How

I Try To Find My Way In The World You Know, I Try To Be Somebody Instead Of Just, Make Money Off Of Everybody.

I Believe In God. Whatever Supposed To Happen Supposed To Happen. But I Can Not Live In A Jail Cell. That's Why I Don't Rob People And Stick Up People.

I Wake Up In The Morning And Ask Myself; Is Life Worth Living? Should I Blast Myself?

We Probaly In Hell Already, Our Dumb Asses Not Knowin, Everybody Kissin Ass To Go To Heaven Aint Goin.