penitentiary

it seems like yesterday when i was in elementary,

but today im on my way straight to the state penitentiary,

im so bad i have my own documentary,

im a killa, fuck the pedophilia, do i look like a street nigga,

my gang so big we look like the state militia,

fuckin up bitches like an angry gorilla, scaring asians like godzilla,

my life is a mystery, bitches call me an enigma, hoes wanna taste my vanilla,

i cant give it to em cuz the only ass i get is when the soap is dropped,

i guess i shouldnt have popped the cop,

now im behind bars around people with minds, worse then mine,

i commited a crime now im prison trying to rhyme,

writin each song on the wall,

my writing is looking a bit like hieroglyphics lookin fuckin egyptian,

the warden wouldnt even give me a pen and paper,

later, when i get out, ill be gettin the death sentence,

cuz the warden will be face down somewhere far from town,

my mind is blown this place, is separated by race,

im all alone, because of my skin tone,

if i live to see daylight from the outside,

then im headin straight for the westside,