I got some mail from my cousin in the slammer so impressed with his good grammar he never read a book always in the streets now he's locked up trying to teach me from a hoodlum to a microwaved Muslim no disrespect to Islam I love the Nation he told me he was getting his GED he could have finished high school with me he wanted to hangout and bang instead he must have banged his head he didn't care blue black or red had a fight left the other man half dead life in the pen preaching sermons with an ink pen he's been away so long don't know how long he's been in just a bunch of hoopla and a lot of Allah from a man who sealed his life attempting to take a life in a senseless strife I guess almost does… count (Ms. Norwood) never say never better knock on plywood we all have choices bad or good don’t blame the hood it’s just a cover up he had a chance to come up from down he got life no years to count down he wasn't counting it was his 3rd strike I feel for him having to fight for his rep respect dignity manhood and his life spreading his cheeks to tuck a knife for protection in the department of correction true auntie kicked him out the house one night don't blame her he threw away his ... own life in a cell no phone in jail no home pissed off coz no one writes or comes to see him I don't feel guilty coz I'm innocent of all charges falsely held against me I tried to tell him where he was heading he wasn't listening for lack of knowledge claiming he's a beast puffed up like a blowfish didn't heed the prophecy blind and I guess he couldn't see now he's on his face 5 times a day pointed east