I express my self with the movement of my body in the pit , so next time u ask how I am come in and experience the violence and mental inflictions again. Vaulger language leads to anxiety and sin , potentially forgetting the responsibilities of being a man. Satans games are amusing like smoking weed laced . After the games are over , u stand befor god and plead your case, even with wings and a halo I sill can't look at my grandmothers face . The consequences I faced in this flesh was not even taste , but I'm in for it not cause I been in a cell it's the curse of my last name and a curiosity of raising hell I say fuck the authority if u can't tell , I'm on a one way track and that's the highway to hell