I've gone as far as I could go to get there and realize I can't pass through now what I'm supposed to do I gotta get through even if it means I gotta breakthrough "I need a breakthrough" to get over the hump before I'm over the hill at this stage of the game am I suppose to attempt to sacrifice one of mine to get a ram in the bush or go against the grain wrestle with a angel until the break of dawn and sustain painful injury to change my name talk to a burning bush to lead my tribe what I gotta do to get inside ever thing I been told turns out to be a lie "then what is the truth can you show me the proof" is there a heaven or a hell "yeah I been to jail" I gone to hell heaven is parts unknown it must be on the moon where ever it is I know it's crowded you must be busy preparing room genocide is homicide some crime go unpunishable in the eyes of the law it's how it's supposed to go there's no rules in poetry no one can tell me how to flow no one can tell me how to feel where there's no loyalty there will be bloodshed people be acting too shifty I only trust my momma but even she's iffy she taught me "people will turn on you in a jiffy" if olny I could open the eyes of those who still believe what they see is real who am I kidding it's a mission impossible don't lend don't borrow can't depend on "I'll pay you back tomorrow" don't take nothing from nobody they might want it back in blood you better off on your own getting it out the mud and when you get to this point hope you make it thu