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born with a gift to vibe left home in search of tribe armed with a pen and a pocket full of scribe first time on my own can someone tell me how to survive I'm only one five fifteens too young to live outside it's unheard of and hard to describe what goes on inside wake up early go to bed late standing over a trashcan holding a empty plate to catch those who throw their pancakes away a normal day dodging bullets and avoiding black and white vehicles to stay free as a bird out the cage a hop from twenty to thirty it don't take long to age been gone so long when I go home it's hard to explain where I been and it's hard to believe there are those who can't convince the truth about Horus eye I wear and do not hide denouncing a devils lie I renounce it and do not apologize only five witness a homicide kicked the body to see if it come back to life always been about that hard knock life I knew the womb that cradled me didn't love me I didn't me I came here for that didn't come here for this but this is what I got and lot more than that turnt thirty over night now I'm much older than that I put it all behind me therefore I can't help from looking back it's hard to ignore the facts of life