My deepest fear,
where will i go when i die??;
ta walk that road,
of grace bestowed..
in the afterlife//
or be a bum in ashy clothes?
still with nasty flows;
spittin' on this ashy porch!;
hair in locks of course;
bored,
don't wanna stay indoors!;
or will i work for cash endorse,
& sell slangin' drugs ta tha homeless n poor???//
Pray that I do not forget my Lord..
or lessons learned when i was young..
I was taught my real strike scripture..
I never knew who he was..//
Hung out in my neighborhood..
became a "hood",
became a "thug"..
Momma tried to detour;
but I was astonished..
by that life these cholos led,
and tha rags in their pockets!//
Where will i go when i die???;
only tha Lord knows that prophetic!//