No Matter How Hard It Gets, Keep

When The Charge First Came Up, I Hated Black Women. Then, Going To Trial, I Started Seeing The Black Women That Was Helping Me. It's Mostly Black Female Guards. They Treat Me With Human Respect.

Now The Baby's In The Trash Heap Balling.

Picture Me Inside The Misery Of Poverty, No Man Alive Has Ever Witnessed Struggles Ive Survived, Praying Hard For Better Days Promised To Hold On Me And My Dogs Aint Have A Choice But To Hold On.

My Family Tree Consists Of Drug Dealers, Thugs, And Killers.

No Matter How Hard It Gets, Keep Your Chest Out, Keep Your Head Up And Handle It.