I Got a Story to Tell

to the performance stage, from a prison cell
I got a story to tell
chaos was the earth, everywhere I dwelled
I got a story to tell
I had contemplative meditations and prayers in hell
I got a story to tell
introvert turned extrovert, forced to come out my shell
I got a story to tell
I was once on track, until trained thoughts derailed
I got a story to tell
I once believed in everything I was told, until I rebelled
I got a story to tell
I gauged worth in visits, collect calls, emails and snail mail
I got a story to tell
I weighed love by numerous relationships failed
I got a story to tell
even my ex told me I left her because I didn’t tell
I got a story to tell
I let the conditioned love learned from family set sail
I got a story to tell
and got strong from reps of pushups after every time I fell
I got a story to tell
I once believed the symbol of life being, hammer and nail
I got a story to tell
in prison you’re blind to the world, so we codex our own brail
I got a story to tell
statistically defied death, passed go, still landing in jail
I got a story to tell
because of course I couldn’t afford bail
I got a story to tell
and the years to come, I’d get to know those chapters well
the making of WayOfLife, bear witness to this story I tell