I'm about to take you through the mind of a child who became dysfunctional at the age of 9 the energy has been dropped inside the mold; the story of life is about to be told.

Flexible body thrown down on the motha fuckin' ground tears makin' visibility poor no sense to scream no one can see everybody likes the "We" except me

Body parts that aren't suppose to be seen touchin' my face makin' me scream
raping my mind stoppin' the watch holding my time exposin' my thought's on a level of
prime time

Runnin' and hiding through streets of pain fillin' with fear with nothin' to gain
I'm by myself and I'm all alone fucked up thoughts inside my home

But what do you do when your surrounded my hell anxious inside from a story to tell
I can feel the skin and I can feel the sin poisoned at birth on this earth I live

The stains of human waste were etched on my face I'm trying to run from two on one
they shut the door there goes the sun soaked in tears "Yo" forgot about fun
Peanut butter sickness and a Volkswagen Bug teary eyed child and an old green rug

The doors locked no place to run the key no where to be found but I hear a voice
what a beautiful sound to far into the past runnin' to the mic comin' in last

That voice unto be seen touchin' my face makin' me scream lockin' me up
erazin' my dream seein' the light feelin' the fright as I walk to the mic into
the night then the curtain so bright now deal with the light

Pumpin' my chest right makin' me feel right body is clinched tight makin' me
lose sight into my own fright why do I still write? backtrackin' the path right
into the night light "E" in the moonlight given me insight

Pushin' rewind tryin' to find backtrackin' my mind seein' the light on a level
of prime time kickin' the same rhyme into the same mind story of old time

Speakin' the same line I'm tired of runnin' from a line I see I'm ready to go
but my thoughts say no I'm on the mic but I lose control tryin' to find this
shackled soul

I keep runnin' and hidin' through streets of pain fillin' with fear with nothin'
to gain eyes are locked ain't it a shame to keep runnin' from a line I experienced
at 9

Please God let me out of this skin lead me away from this endless sin my eyes
are open and these thoughts stand still turn your back so I can swallow these pills
and run

Back to the beginning when I saw the sun I didn't see the fun scared little weasel
always on the run

And now I'm blank mentally blind analyzing every thought that I left behind
tryin' to find the past through these fuckin' rhymes pills kickin' in I'm racin'
with time

Watch every illusion two steps forward I got the conclusion on life and I'm ready
to die I've seen the rain and I've felt the pain and I've played the game

Pushin' rewind tryin' to find the moment in time where I can finally step forward
and cross that line

John D. Hyden