"Heart No Alarm"
Master my mind, bad thoughts bother me every time ! Ima bastard child “hard life.” I’ escape it when I write… First Car was a bucket that I dislike. Savage out my life… When the cracks leave off the Curb, I’ was more alive, Clone a soul, no street practice I was all alone. Fashion had came to me with Walmart clothes, School clothes, passion through my soul. Crack my Window; steal the Radio, park my Car like my Heart with no alarm!!