My mind flashes back to the mornin boom'
amongst the rattlin sittin alone in my room'
trapped in the midst of a complete darkness,
livin here is like bein restrained within a harness
a million motherfuckers livin life in fear
avoided every shady person that comes to near
Mohammed warned to be faithfull to the holy land'
but nowhere in the Qur'an does it talk about contraband'
damn near everyday i want the sky to go black,
I know i'll be just fine, the lord has got my back
just waiten up for the 'ruler zig-zag-zig allah'
my arms, legs, head still puzzled up like the jigsaw
most old emcee's can't touch my flow
cause I know what i speak, and I speak what i know