im giving my life to these lines cuz these rhymes written are mine not bitten
sometimes signs seemed hidden, to find them, my mind had to listen inside
then within i was climbin to lift up from the grime which was sickenin
i survived it cuz i picked this non fiction position to rise my ambitions
no blindness, my mission's designed to describe my wisdom by description
my soul shines, rewindin didn't provide a witness, so i decide to define
identifyin my senses to revive my condition: a boy confined in a wild demension
it's worth your while, i'm gonna smile when my long ass miles are finished...