When I had no hope, I gave up on everything.
When I had nothing to give up, I took.
When I took all I had to take, I made it my summit.
When I had no summit, I lurked in them trenches.
When I got lost in the trenches, I was captured by the law.
When I was trapped in captivity, I made freedom my summit –
but then I realized I’d lost my summit and just closed my door.
When I had no house, I had my family.
When I had no mon, I had my brothers.
When I had no brothers, I had my friends.
When I had no friends, I had my cousin.
My cousin never left because we never left
Each other, no matter what happened.
My cousin is my brother.
My cousin is my friend.
He is my right-hand man.
He is my family.
When I have nothing,
Death will be my fortune.
When I have no freedom,
I make my thoughts my temple.
When I had no temple,
I let people get to me.
When I had no time,
I sat in my room and cried.
When I knew someone who couldn’t make it in jail,
I took the blame.
When I had no money
I made sense
When I had no gas
I still had drive
When I had no drugs
I felt the euphoria of life
When I couldn’t sleep
I dreamed with my eyes open
When I head that chivalry was dead
I decided to become a necromancer
When I no pen or paper
I used my voice
When I had no direction
Intuition was my compass
When I lost my freedom
I released my mind
Since I had no leader
The beat of my own drum was followed
When my composition felt like ashes
I became a phoenix.