My Rage

Inside this cage I spill all of my rage onto this blank white paper to expose this place
Where I’m not locked down held captive.
Living in an artificial world with no rights but my mind’s still active
Thinking about the way things happened.
At 16 years old I caught a case and was sentenced like Osama Bin Laden
They say that the system’s to serve me
But all I see is wicked court judges using laws to hurt me
C/Os and wardens at work see
Behind these prison walls you’re no more than a fish in the dark see
The shark he’ll eat your alive
Get ta talking too loud and the man’ll put a hit on your life
See it’s easy they’ll just set you up.
Get another inmate to come at you no respsect or love
Once the fight starts their gone shoot.
And you better believe their only one real target is you
One shot then your life is gone.
And it’s nothing to them but paperwork and a short call home.
Right now I’m in a four wall hell.
Locked up in the hole living life underneath my cell
With just enough food to survive.
if I’m given anything lesser then it I’m fa’show gone die.

Crying tears for the years they gave me.
I understand the pain that I caused but was it truely that crazy?
These rules that they make are amazing.
It seems they only trap me in a world with a system that hates me
And once I feel that time has arrived.
To stand up, and speak out they shut me down with a basket of lies
When will they ever abide
By the rules that they set in the shade while we stand outside
Probably never and we’ll never survive until we all unite together to try and open the eyes
Of our brothers, sisters and mothers.
All families and friends
Cause even though we locked in prison we can still start trends

Ya feel my rage?