Individuals fall victim to a system design to keep us in line by their rules/ young fools beef over beef and noodles on plates/ while old fools escape from behind parallel bars with stories of bar room memories and unclaimed glory/ show me the wings of time im riding with no destination and ill pluck all her feathers/ that way ill never see tomorrow/ and if I could borrow time/ id waste it like wine after a toast to the future/ incarcerated minds are like hollow point bullets for father time/ who will shoot you with these hollow points to point out the hollow points of your life/ jail bars leave jail scars on the brain/ and im trying to maintain once my freedom return but I remain in the same frame of mind/I GOTTA GET MINE/ but my mind is getting got/ on the same blocks/ with the same rocks/ counting the same knot/ that put me behind these same locks on gates/ thoughts of escape occur while looking out the window bored at free folk in the sun/ who never seen the inside of a courtroom/ and proberly never will/ I watch them while I chill behind these steel bars/ surrounded by ghetto superstars/ with scars caused from hard times/ dangerous minds do dangerous crimes then dangerous time follows/ I know what they do/ getting touched in a battle while their knuckles rattle/ when they box on their shadows complection/ whats the connection between jail and black men?/ cell blocks and blocks to sell on both are filled with black skin...