Cell Diary

Been away from home for a long long time
But when I get back I'll be on my grind
I'll never take anything for granted
So cold in this place I can't stand it
Somebody let me out of this bitch somebody let me out of this bitch
Somebody let me out of this bitch somebody let me out of this bitch

Have you ever went night night nigga
Right place at the wrong time go figure
My body needs a blessing and my mind needs a healer
The devil got the cards and he's one hell of a dealer
Try to be sane with the mind of a killer
Only goal to make it through the day no fillers
Quiet when the rangers come around no power
Eighty mother fuckers in a mother fucking shower
Don't know when I'm getting out but counting down the hours
I can't wait to leave to see the sky and smell the flowers
Ima party with my niggas ima cuddle with my lady
We gone drink and we gone hookah and we gone make us a baby
We gone make some money, we gone live our life
Speak into existence we gone be alright
Looking at my cage thinking wont it be nice?
Looking at my cage thinking wont it be nice

Been away from home for a long long time
But when I get back I'll be on my grind
I'll never take anything for granted
So cold in this place I can't stand it
Somebody let me out of this bitch somebody let me out of this bitch
Somebody let me out of this bitch somebody let me out of this bitch

One day, two day, three day, four
My body getting stronger but I'm ready where's' the door?
Five day, six day, seven day, eight
Whoever got my paperwork I hope they don't be late
Nine day, ten day, eleven day, twelve
My mind is getting hazy in this mother fucking cell
Morning time day time evening time night
I just saw a man try to take his own life
Didn't leave the room they just told me turn around
Face the fucking wall don't you make a sound
Don't you make a peep or you'll be here in a week
Watching people come and people go I'm getting older
I ask about my time to leave they answer cold shoulder
I save myself by writing to imaginary tempo
Thinking about my freedom staring out the tempered window

Been away from home for a long long time
But when I get back I'll be on my grind
I'll never take anything for granted
So cold in this place I can't stand it
Somebody let me out of this bitch somebody let me out of this bitch
Somebody let me out of this bitch somebody let me out of this bitch

Losing faith in myself so a nigga had to pray
Used to every once a while but now it's everyday
They fucking with my paperwork they trying to make me stay
This my motherfucking life not a fucking game to play
Got my freedom papers on the desk they got to sign
They acting like it's so complex and they ain't got the time
They say they doing all they can but really they ain't trying
They need some slaves to boss around so really they be lying
All I do to save myself is think outside the cell
Receiving text messages instead of getting mail
Drinking liquor straight and then a cup of ginger ale
Getting in my car to drive around the city yea
Put me in the kitchen I cook anything I want
Joking with my niggas say I hate them but I don't
Wake up in the morning in my own damn house
Staring out the tempered window waiting for the day I'm out