Made on the 21st when mommy was a model doing overnights.
Born on 23rd october month, They called him mommaś child
and daddy left after he and his brother were born
now a teenager doing big things, now his brother is gone
C him walking in the mall, daily basic wants 2 be one of the older ones
chest high, but still fly 2 the ladies
Liquer was the reason he is a dropout, no education
neglect by the nation, brain flips, keeps on waiting in patience
Got kicked out his home, mommy could not handle the pressure
he had 2 choose family or weapon, he chose the second
hanging with goons by the corners was his nighty living
loved making love 2 cheap ho’s, hates 2 love his children
He got caught smoking pot and selling weed one day
police punished him, told him it was time 4 jail
judge hits him with 2 charges, and 1 lies
kicked in his prison box, 2 years for 1 crime
church warden came by, left him with a book and his blessings
he started reading the chapters, felled on his knees confessed that
first thing on his mind was, moms gonna teach me a lesson
how he got in this situation, breath, astma attack and
nobody came around, none of his friends. Big dudes in his cell
he droppes his first tears, … they had a story 2 tell
It doesn’t matter where you stand, how much pride you have inside
It’s time 2 seek for him, ’cause there is no place 2 hide
….
21 weeks behind bars eating sandwitches and left overs
abborded from prison, still living in what’s left over
and the warden says he’ll be back, Young man pulls out his sigaret
smokes it like it is his last, lungs already turned out black
had problems with his girl, could not get a job
homeless vein, sleeping in alleys or the end of trainstations
got back in the big city, met some big willey’s
who made Bengíes, thrilled by who they had killed with 9 milly’s
got back on selling rocks, at the dock of the bay
hustled for a living, watch him count the big money he made
friend got shot, and buried, others just past away
major issues made him search again for faith and change
re aranged he got back at school, 21 times absent
spend time with his friends and music don’t have time 2 spend
late at night he looks out his window, Sees 21 stars
wishing that this hiphop takes him very far
walks back from where he came, from bay 2 past prison again
defending his pride, old G’s, he pass right by
train stations he once slept, marked with blood sigarets
goes straight on, past trouble and the darkness he left… it
coloured up every step that he made,
pass the buildings he lived in, leafs behind his mistakes
finally he is home, traveled the road back 2 his mothers arms
22, he walks with God, cause there is nowhere 2 run
