Rehabilitation

Emcee Daddy in the trenches Mama watching guiding light Brother in the Pen hoping you pen His chick flys em kites Of Tits and Ass Hoping it helps pass the time She prays every night the Parole board Sees past the crime That he was charged with Even though he innocent He reads the letter sigh regretting ever getting into it Looks at the picture thinks of being free And being intimate But aint shit intimate Every thing he gets COs get in to it Pictures from his Girls Letters from his kids All controlled by the state Now he questions if it his Cause they can take it all way Starting to break a brothas soul He got into a fight over the phone Got thrown in to the hole Its been two days He feels the walls caving in He questions in the dark is God really a friend Or an Enemy Cause it hard not to use the Hate forced into he Who Gave Love and got Ate Now he Lost in State Penitentiary Cold and alone like he lost in Space Not to mention he Couldn't recognize his daughters face Throw us in a cage Tell you that we Bad Break a Mans family Call that shit Rehab Rehabilitation That's the End of the bar And did I get it Though If its Fully got We Good Its All Like like like I I I didn't even loop it after that This shit ill This SHIT ILL