People Change

[Verse 1]
Ever since the evil insidious incidents
I’ve been scarred, scared, and alone with my instruments
My homie got taken in without a piece of evidence
The death penalty is now showing off its eminence
On the behalf of the circumstance
Imma pour out half a bottle of Scotch
And then Imma nab me a golden Rolex watch
Flashin’ me back to playin’ hopscotch
Now tonight I’m gonna be on cop watch
The plan failed, my driver bailed, cops open fire
Next thing I know I’m nailed, I was put up in a cell
All the prison personnel, sarcastically wish me well
But I need change, prison’s feeling really strange
But I know they’re dishing hell, Got a cellmate, oh how swell
My larceny wasn’t worth the stars I see
Getting into all these prison fights
On these cold ass prison nights
If I lose, then I’m gonna get a couple
New scars on me
Cellmate’s being kinda strange, he’s deranged
It’s time to exchange, It’s time for me to change
I hope I don’t get taken out in a fit of rage, yo

[Verse 2]
Soon came the day of release
All I wanna do now is
To bring some peace
And go back to my old hood
And help my sister raise my niece
It was for my own good
Cause I gun violence had decreased
The amount of deceased, yo
Instead of gunshots all you heard was fuckin' silence
Pieces of peace had started to increase
Am I finally making a fuckin' difference?
At least that's me making an inference
I bring happiness versus indifference
I'm glad I got locked up
And I had a long ass sentence
It made me stop and think and caused all my repentance
I'm glad that I'm alive
So I can help my people thrive
It's such a beautiful fuckin' day outside
Oh hey there stranger
What's up

[Verse 3]
Put your motherfuckin' hands up
Pop Pop goes the Glock
Off goes your fuckin' top
Spill out your fuckin' brains
You gave these people millions
Bitch I'm gonna make it rain
I've been through so much pain
Let me tell you my story before
I kill you and I all your glory
Yo, if I got knocked on my ass
What would you do?
Or got locked out the classroom
What would you do?
What if the bitches were bringing some sass?
Or if I got punched with some knuckles of brass?
You’d help me break through the glass
That’s what you would do
Then I’d hang out with your ass
And we’d sit at the pool
And smoke on some grass
And then we’d spy on some hooters
And then in came the shooters
You told me to just lay back and relax
While our friends were being attacked
The odds got stacked up against me
You asked to run away with me
Then you pulled out the burner
Committed a murder and shot
Carlos down wherever that arbor was in
That always harbored that whole ass sin
Drunk on gin, blades cut my cold skin
Knife’s gonna get stuck in my old friend
Cause I’m gonna be galloping in
And I’m gallivanting
And all the motherfucking shit
I’m gonna be venting about
Just living the good life
I pulled out my trench knife
I recognized your face from a mile away
I know you were at the pool party on that day
You shot all my homies, Jorge
And now Imma pull the trigger
And your head’ll be empty
Now I say rest in peace, go figure