See I was in handcuffs, no one stood by my side. No one to help me prove my charge was a lie. Some prosecutor screams I’m a terrible guy. That I’m guilty and I deserve 25 to life.
See I lost my temper and the cop lost his cool. A whole can of pepper spray, man makin’ me look like a fool. And he started stompin’ as I was gaspin’ for air. Already on the ground, man I don’t know? That fight don’t seem fair.
But with my pain came rage. A light so bright I feel blind. So I reached with my hands and a rock is what I do find. He stops for a moment. I gather my strength. Just enough to swing quickly and put the rock right through his face.
And that’s how it happened. How he met his fate. and how my left eye got burned out by the pepper spray. Some called me a monster, things got super intense. But I don’t think I did nothing wrong, your honor, I claim self-defense.
First they talked to his cop friends, Then they talked to his wife. They all said the same thing, he never hurt nothin’ or no one in his whole life. They made it seem pretty obvious that I was the one to blame. Even my pub-a-lic defender, he didn’t have all that much to say.
The jury comes back in, try to look ‘em all in the eyes. Try to make them feel like takin’ another life, that don’t make takin’ the first one right. And I hope that they realize. I hope that they truly understand. Just how sorry I am that things got so out of hand.