I’m a product of survival I used to be a product of the environment lost in trifle
ways of living with no sense of good direction I was ill willed by the infection of the streetlife after I lost my dad, at the age of thirteen my life went down into the mad dark side of things, not caring for anything, I walked on the crooked mile for years my feelings grew cold suffered frostbite it made my tears stopped while my heart turned stone rolling down the wrong path seeking more flesh to bone, I roamed aimlessly till my tires ran thin on me, I skidded into a more darker territory the gang life pulled me into a gory picture features on my mind was to be famous, no school education was in my vision but drugs and stealing, rhyming and appealing to the street culture, while death torn away my ceiling it came in snatching at my life like a vulture, grim reaper had me in a choke holder,
I needed to get sober quick fast, but my mind was only on the cash, without caring how long this will last, but the path of the fast life, and getting ass is what I only liked, hanging with the drug dealers, killers and pop a wheelers, knives and guns is what I concealed in my vest, while my chest bled with no remorse, until one day I decided to get mad lifted in the course, up in the clouds, mad drugs ran through my system twisted, mixture of uppers and downers, I took so much I felt like I was drowning, I couldn’t breathe, my chest was pounding like it was ready to explode I froze, skied up without a ski mask, my choice of life I sow, was about to meet the episode of death slow, on to the process of reaping my karmic wages, I fell against the ground, my crown hit the pavement, my breath diminished, I blacked out into a dark stage in, I saw myself in a dark room caged in, crying and yelling for God to help and save me, I saw chains on my hands and legs I couldn’t break free, I was dying to get out this rut, I was stuck like a fly in sticky paper, I was fading away like vapor, until I felt a shock jolt in my inner, I started breathing again, like I came up from the waters, I open up my eyes and saw the street lamp on the corner and the dark skies behind it, I remembered I was on the floor where I landed, I got up shook myself, tried to reorient myself, I got on the F train and took myself back home, this event forced me to take a pause and look at my life, I realized that I needed to think twice about my actions and recognize this force, the power of God woke me up to change up my course
to drop the unjust laws
and recognize the force that's within me
to leave all the misery, all the bad habits sinful lifestyle
the crooked smiles had to be changed now
it was time to switch lanes and move away the sick brain
no more walking insane and following the lame
But rather ride on the soul train
This whole thing forced me
to change game, change my ways, change my course to recognize the source of it all
Now I stand tall spreading the good news to all