in chains

[tjb]

dont mess wit me, im sick of u niggas tryin to stress me,
an im even sicker over the fact its sorta gettin to me,
ill fallen into a zone a zone of my own ,could kill a mofucker an i wouldnt know,
am i autistic? no im just ballistic,like guns,
but be optimist an optimist for shore, cuz i only gotts one not a gunshow floor,
i dont think i have a problem or maby i do, sometimes i really think the people round me r screwed,
like o no.... im bout to blow, like im insane, like im a volcano,
spittin these lyrics, spittin lava flow , but whatever, i feel like lockdown,
in prison i feel so tied up in the life tht im livin, tied down by violence,
tied down by the pain of a death, an i might be in chains till my very last breath.


flow slows down as rhyme goes on*