DEFENDER'S RAP

• sitting in my jail cell wondering how I got to hell
• I'm stuck here for a spell wishing I could inhale
• heart colder than hail and I ain't got no bail let me tell you a tale
• once upon a time there was me you see I don't like to act violently
• but suddenly someone decided to run up on me
• and rob me of all my weed and I ain't boutta let it happen easily
• swingin fists don't think peace exists so much twists in life
• alotta strife so I got my knife started cutting like I was hunting for a body
• or it was a hobby im already dead walking zombie I know this a little different
• and it's not me i like interacting peacefully im sitting here thinking what have I done
• what have i become
• im done