Sitting on my bunk
all I smell was funk
I had no clue
that it was time
to tie my left shoe
I was stuck like glue
until I saw
my cell mate
burning from his hairdo
Smoke was all I ingested
when I a saw the door pop
I race to take a rest
in their present(Devil vs God)
Drug smell I was infested
from dope
It wasn't no water insight
to put out the fire
my cell mate had to fight
with all his might
Until he wa tired(The Powers that be)
to claim his rights
was it dynamite
After inhaling and exhaling
I gain my composure
only to lose it
to an explosion
As he(cell mate) snort that dope
and hit that crack(cocaine)
you know he wasn't coming back
Up with hope
down with dope
it's the things that we do
that come back on you
Turning to face judgment(fire vs water)
I thought about God favorite songs
How long will this go on
I dive for the ocean
to get that (forgiveness) potion
so I can get baptize
to stay alive
What a day
that God
came my way
Now lets pray
that God wash away
my sins
and let me see another day
Hell in the cell

LaRon Green Sr.

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