Twenty-five years of my life and still. I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope, for a destination. I realized quickly when I knew I should, that the world was made up of this brotherhood of man for whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in my bed just to get it all out whats in my head and I am feeling a little peculiar.
And so I scream from the top of my lungs whats going on?
And I say: Hey-ey-ey-e-ey. Hey - ey - ey. I say: Hey, whats going on?
And I try, oh, my God, do I try, I try all the time in this institution, and I pray, oh, my God, do I pray, I pray evry single day, for a restitution.
And so I wake in the morning when I step outside and I take a deep breath and I get real high the I am feeling a little peculiar.