Homeless in ah me world
Around me self I see bad thoughs and hurts
Hope yes in our world
See I and I ah fight everyday pon every curse
I am a man who has a lot in store
I man count on faith, to spread thru joy around
Hard I try, hard I cry, realize man kind is on a war
Walking thru this shadow of death,
Really ah mash me brain up, truely ah make me rise up
See bad mind hem want fi see me astray
Forks and knives 'd use to tear man kind flesh down
Illusion they would trade k greed all around
Lay, upon this bloody sun day
