In's and outs, twists and turns like I'm in a fuckin mouse maze...
Dead ends, straight aways, & false exits have my head crazed.
Damnation without education, first time at bat has me in desperation...
What's right and what's a fight? I feel hope's soul is beginning it's elevation.
Need ta break thru like I'm blasting walls ta escape these never-ending halls...
Foundation shaken and bricks crumblin as the light at the other end calls.
But that light is tainted, glowing red, I've followed that shine before...
And it leads ta nowhere a place where no one shares and that's lonely at the core.
So I'll keep at it, keep eating shit even though my mouth is full...
Keep moving forward through my china shop like I'm a brahama bull.
Try not ta shatter make family scatter cuz they're precious possessions...
But man, it can be hard when ya in charge of the yard, it's why I dropped this confession.

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