Tryna get them close, they won't clock in the play But they squeezed first and nearly shot me in the face I remember when them armed jakes kneed me in the face And took me off the road and left my block in a state Live from the wok, all them floors that I mopped Even in the shower I had my tuna in my sock My next door locking down my phone and my nank Made it out, I've gotta give thanks but I still can't forget When Killz was still there, when them things went left I met him in the pen but he's my bro till the end Trials and tribulations, for years I was patient Had me in them cells akh, with no sanitation I greased some yutes down in the maddest way For two days they had to barricade For my celly I nearly warred the wing I said you've gotta be on me if them niggas on him I flooded Coldingley If there was spice on your wing then it probably came from me Five jails, had a nigga on tour Plus they had my flap closed, I couldn't see outside my door Today I woke up, I had a bowl of oats Thinking I've got five more years to go Got a letter from Gio, free my nigga Gio Just sent my nigga Flash another V.O My brudda Kim wrote me, said it ain't the same I wrote that nigga back, I said I felt the same I heard about your loss and I feel your pain But the good die young, God's got his ways Done a year already, nigga time's flying My cellmate kidnapped a yute and burned him with the iron Like me, thirteen he's riding Like me, he's into mashes, rapping and grinding He told me a story and he told it well I can't lie, sometimes he talks and I see myself I would love to explain a bit But they called the last call, I can't be late for gym Thinking about all that money I'm losing Caught a big brudda, now I'm sitting down for an ooting Cause this life chose me, I didn't choose it Before Islam I was in the church receiving Holy Communion