Gone in 60 Seconds

Uh
Yeah
100 Miles per hour headed down a
Ain't no reverse

6 o'clock I'm awake
What we doing today?
Noticed I haven't ate
Grabbed breakfast and skate
Stop at Ant's on the way
Blow a blunt to the face
Hit school in a daze
Last thought on my mind
Is where I'm bout to end up
A series of unfortunate events got in the mix up
Left the classroom headed straight to the whip
Little did I know I was bout to be in some sh*t
Forgot that we hotbox the whip
Plus I had the cotton seats so you know that the smell gone stick
Should've started the car and hit the gears
I froze for a second that's when everything clicked
Officer told me freeze I had drop my keys where I sit
Told us get out the car
They had smelled the weed in the whip
With a point three a grinder a couple pills
Arrested for possession
An dragged in front of my peers
From office to paddy wagon
My momma got there in minutes
Too Barrassed to even speak
She had asked me why I had did it
Said she feel like she failed me
But Truth is that she didn't
Felt so low to the floor
You could bury me where I'm sitting
Closed the door on the cage
Downtown getting a visit
Then I hit the intake for change and finger printing
Put in the holding the cell of the Muskogee county system
Couldn't believe it took a couple hours just to get me here

100 Miles Per Hour
Going down a one way
Ain't no reverse
100 Miles Per Hour
Headed down a one way
We don't rehearse
100 Miles Per Hour
Speeding down a one way
We know Death for Certain
100 Miles Per Hour
I pray I make it in safe
What's ya hurry?
100 Miles Per Hour
Going down a one way
Ain't no reverse
100 Miles Per Hour
Headed down a one way
We don't rehearse
100 Miles Per Hour
Speeding down a one way
We know Death for Certain
100 Miles Per Hour
I pray I make it in safe
What's ya hurry?

Went mute for awhile
Got put in the holding cell
Until everything sorted out
Couldn't feel nothing for awhile
Sometimes I contemplate
If I'm steady stuck in mind
Vivid memories of the screaming
And acting out
All I could think about was make it home
Reverse the hands of time
Then a OG approached me
Ask to sit down
Ask me bout my offense
How I ended up on this side
Said it didn't look like I belong
You might've made a mistake
But you'll get a slap on the arm
An when you get your chance
You better just move along
Too many of us might
Not get the chance
To right our wrongs
A quick stop in your journey
But you're meant to sing our songs
This system not built for us
Fuck up again you might be gone
You got a head on your shoulders
Don't let this stop you for long
You might end up alone
But this just a chink in the armor
Regardless I see light in you
I'm pretty sure everybody
Around you they see it too
You can't let them dim the light
That god placed in you
The only person here stopping you is you
So my next question is what you about to do
What you about to do?
Then do it!



Credits
Writer(s): Quintin Tyevon Mcclellan, Quinten Webb
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