Born in the trenches

born in the trenches. feet first, learned to walk unattended
self taught on reflection—give a fuck bout others thoughts or perspective
they’re not mine. block finds its own captain and leadership
trapped in between its bricks, can’t wake without having ur weetabix
lamppost with beatup kicks strung over means someones feet in the air
hear they were there on the ground floor, now they sleeping upstairs
police unprepared when the block wanna riot
sock ‘em with iron bars, the metals drawn and coppers are flyin’
been locked up wit lifers droppin’ in cyphers, a man of conviction
banged up in prison too proud to allow my own family to visit
lacking nutrition, locked up for days and fed slop in a tray
watch what you say to me. sugar water wipe that smile off of your face
constantly pacin’ inside my cell tryna find myself
life is seldom lived here. the drugs supplied just help survive this hell
might as well try yourself that wrap of crack
before I catch a rap sheet off a backstabber, I’ll stab ‘em back
matter fact i got a blade in my socks
raise it across your face in front of your cell mate as he watch
take it for what it is, but never take me for a fool
some say I’m a lit fuse. explosive, just waiting to go BOOM!
biggest danger to the room and everyone in it
never been different. reign over you, no weather permitting
heavenly wit it, head in the clouds and I’ll never come down
lost 70 pounds. best health overall since NHS medical gowns