Prison

Intro:
By the court of law I pronounce
Sergeant blackberry under arrest
For the manslaughter of
Wilson Patrick Nelles

Pre-hook:
Locked
Inside
My mind
My mind
My mind
I do not
Find
Find
Find
Myself
Being left
Blind
Blind
Blind

Verse 1:
Imprisoned within
My own mind
Drawing and writing
Gets me through life
Rap to leave
Rap to believe
Rap to succeed
Rap to fully see
Pussy in front of me
I got 6 months for
Trying to sext
Months and months later
This girl I date only
For a month
Turns into my ex
Now she my regular
Sex partner
Got a child
Never knew it for
3 straight months
Which is funny
Because during
My penitentiary
Days I started
To realize 3 has always
Followed me like
Illuminati the
Biggest racist
Party
I was 3 witnessing
Violence for the first time
Traumatized me
To grow up
At the age of 6
I made up
An imaginary
Friend named killson
It was the other version
Of wilson
Sutto personality
Disorder
Anxiety
Started to play
Law and order
I was bound
By brain whip
Now I got a ship
With no hieroglyphs

Hook:
Stories better told
By slaves and the poor
Than the greedy ones who
Always want more
Same from the children
3 year old imaginations
Are always priced by the
Millions

Verse 2:
My trees have fallen
Full of pollen
Making me sneezing
Remember seeing
The claw marks
On the trees
My wife is missing
Me
My cub
Is
Strictly
Mine
Child care
Could never prepare
A bear on the force
Father tried to guide
Right but only found
A path of self-righteousness
Shallow lives we all live
As shadow and dark
As is this cell
Talking through
These phone booths
My family loves me
But it's so hard
To tell
How stupid I was
Years ago
For falling for her
And for her falling for
Me
How can she love a
Bear
Who don't
Have a tree
Or a trunk
Nor a Buck
And all
He has to say
Is I don't give
A fuck

Hook 2:
Leaves
Are buried under
I remember when
I was younger I used
To think love
Was the best drink
And it was the best feeling
All of a sudden my skin
Is removing and it makes me
Mad so I can't think
Now I want a different
Drink x 3

Verse 3:
Love is warfare
Full of despair
Never to repair
Itself
Never to compare
My wealth
Remember
To snare
The drum
No one
Ever cared
About where you came
From
Where I come from
Port coquitlam
Everybody
Knows me well
Knew me for being
A dick
And all is well
That's why they called
Me little Willy
All was swell
They needed a reason
To compromise
For themselves
Selfishness
Started in teens
Loving someone else
Is like a self lesson
To love yourself
Security is our
Impurity
Be honest with me
I'll be honest with you
There is no true love
Because as lovers do they always hide the truth

End-hook:
Love
Love
Love
Me
Start a family
Tree
Tree
Tree
And we will always
Be
Be
Be
Forever selfish
Death is inevitable
And I find it acceptable