Nothing’s ventured, nothing’s gained
Nothing feels right in this infinite world
This life is a strict teacher
Everyday i turn the page in this examination
Am i here for material possessions or spiritual virtues?
Or to hide behind a metaphor, what am i here for?
Half way out of my mind, half of me is malicious
Vicious life, harsh life
Half of the kids on this troubled estate
Are baby daddies, yolo dons, college fuckups
A black blossoming flower raised in dirt diamond dirt
Grew up in insanity, struggled in poverty
With no dough to show, felt depraved and low
It’s a dog eat dog world, I keep digging myself into a horrible hole
Fell in love with a whore, a broad
And I couldn’t afford, temporary pleasures
She was a rough rider, i was a sensual kisser
I made power trips to see her, which were an arm and a leg
Distance was a bitch, but I knew she had that golden glow
To drag dark stones that were submerged in my crooked smile
I keep securing my spot with the devil
The devil is intelligent
Bad sweet sins feel soo good
But yet soo wrong
I’ve got to repent a marathon, that’s soo long
But what’s the point if I’m going to do it again
I guess I’m just a born sinner
My home was hell, fell down 7 times down the stairs
My alcoholic abusive step father
Slashed, whipped and beat me
Strangled, fought to kill me
At times i felt like God didn’t like me
My sweet sins were not roses, i saw myself as twisted thorns
My real dad died in a car crash
I was soul shattered, soo lost and soo gone
A black blossoming flower, raised in dirt diamond dirt
I hated the night time because destructive thoughts
Would haunt me and torment me
In all directions, trouble followed me
Left, right and centre
The demons in my psyche wanted me dead
The hood put a lucrative price on my head
Girly ghosts under my bleeding bed were my imaginary friends
The silence would whisper tortuous pain
And all my life i was infatuated with shining lust
Thinking it was eternal love
Broke promises, broke hearts
Slept with many, trusted none
Sold some bricks, brought some ice
Told sweet nothings, handed over some dreams
Walked with regret in my pocket
My surface, solid, hard as a rock
But deep down in my valley i was dying a thousand deaths
Deep down in my heart, I’m a fighter
Released the pen’s pain like a writer
Self hate ran through me, so I burnt myself with a lighter
I keep securing my spot with the devil
The devil is intelligent
Bad sweet sins feel soo good
But yet soo wrong
I’ve got to repent a marathon, that’s soo long
But what’s the point if I’m going to do it again
I guess I’m just a born sinner
At times i felt to runaway but where would i run to?
Boxed in the land of the snakes
Friendship fakes, family fakes
And all i had was poetry
Only she knows what’s right for me
She was there for me, when no one else was there for me
Been through soo much at a young age
And she was there to soak in the words on the page
I guess I’m just twisted thorns repenting for ravishing roses
I guess I’m just a born sinner
