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Cry for my son, cry for my family i get loney. sometimes i get lonely, man. it s just [ bleep ], it s overwhelming i used to be embarrassed to admit that i cry because i m a man, i m not supposed to cry i m supposed to be this tough convict kind of person in prison, i m not supposed to cry. you d be surprised some of the biggest, baddest people in here cry when you step behind these doors for a few years and you tend to forget about you, so yeah, i cry. walker also expresses his pain through prison poetry i ve got boot prints smashed on my soul and even though i may smile, this battle has taken its toll sky is the limit, they say no boundaries, i m trapped in an 8 by 10 trying to figure out what s real around me. trying to keep up with my sanity is like playing dodgeball, wondering if the devil will come into the gates ....
It s just [ bleep ], it s overwhelming. i used to be embarrassed to admit that i cry because i m a man, i m not supposed to cry? i m supposed to be this tough convict kind of person in prison, i m not supposed to cry. you d be surprised. some of the biggest, baddest people in here cry. when you step behind these doors for a few years and you tend to forget about you, so yeah, i cry. walker also expresses his pain through prison poetry. i ve got blueprints smashed on my soul. and even though i may smile, this battle has taken its toll. sky is the limit, they say no boundaries, i m trapped in an 8 by 10 trying to figure out what s real around me. trying to keep up with my sanity is like playing dodgeball, wondering if the devil will come into the gates. so i hope and i dream, i dream and i hope. in my head, how much can i take? see my perception of reality has already been bend or break. ....
Cry for my son, cry for my family. get lonely. sometimes i get lonely, man. it s just [ bleep ], it s overwhelming. i used to be embarrassed to admit that i cry because i m a man, i m not supposed to cry? i m supposed to be this tough convict kind of person in prison, i m not supposed to cry. you d be surprised. some of the biggest, baddest people in here cry. when you step behind these doors for a few years and you tend to forget about you, so yeah, i cry. walker also expresses his pain through prison poetry. i ve got blueprints smashed on my soul. and even though i may smile, this battle has taken its toll. sky is the limit, they say no boundaries, i m trapped in an 8 by 10 trying to figure out what s real around me. trying to keep up with my sanity is like playing dodgeball, wondering if the devil will come into the gates. so i dream and i hope. in my head, how much can i take? ....
I used to be embarrassed to admit that i cry because i m a man, i m not supposed to cry? i m supposed to be this tough convict kind of person in prison, i m not supposed to cry. you d be surprised. some of the biggest, baddest people in here cry. when you step behind these doors for a few years and you tend to forget about you, so yeah, i cry. walker also expresses his pain through prison poetry. i ve got blueprints smashed on my soul. and even though i may smile, this battle has taken its toll. sky is the limit, they say no boundaries, i m trapped in an 8 by 10 trying to figure out what s real around me. trying to keep up with my sanity is like playing dodgeball, wondering if the devil will come into the gates. i dream and i hope. in my head, how much can i take? see my perception of reality has already been bend or break. i ve got these [ bleep ] blueprints smashed on my soul, ....
I get lonely. sometimes i get lonely, man. it s just [ bleep ], it s overwhelming. i used to be embarrassed to admit that i cry because i m a man, i m not supposed to cry? i m supposed to be this tough convict kind of person in prison, i m not supposed to cry. you d be surprised. some of the biggest, baddest people in here cry. when you step behind these doors for a few years and you tend to forget about you, so yeah, i cry. walker also expresses his pain through prison poetry. i ve got blueprints smashed on my soul. and even though i may smile, this battle has taken its toll. sky is the limit, they say no boundaries, i m trapped in an 8 by 10 trying to figure out what s real around me. trying to keep up with my sanity is like playing dodgeball, wondering if the devil will come into the gates. so i dream and i hope. it still slips through my grasp ....