cover my crown with a tight
fitted lid black or blue suits
the kid got my own style of
life I live have no time to give
to things in the past things
I wasted it on trying to get
pass these will no longer
be stop signs causing me
to hit he brakes and wait
to go no I will move forward
even if I have to run the
light prepared for what
ever comes my way which
ever way I won't put down
my guards on God and
country I'm prepared for war
maybe that what I'm here
for can't see it any other
way look at what's going
on these days ain't
good times no more
some say I'm wrong to
feel this way when they
don't have a clue of
what I've already gone
through don't tell me
what I won't do I already
told you gone do what you
gone do I got too much
wick underneath the lid to
comb through to uncoil
my world for you "I won't"
that's too painful to do