I Think About Life Mentally

I think about life mentally.

I think about life in the penitentiary.

I think of what life meant to me,

then I think of what God said to me.

I think of the world and life

and how we’re not living it right,

and how I lost family to stray

bullets every other night.

And I can’t stand to bare

the sign that said beware,

’cause most of these kids are scared–

so I might just move to Delaware.

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