Imprisoned
Freedom Gone, No home, All alone
Wishing to die but they're watching
foreclosing that option
The devil smiles, not much to do
Can't even wear your own goddamn shoes
No food
Can't f**
Can't love
But you did d**
Deserving?
Reefer, doja, Cheeba, weed
The joint anoints those in need
It works because a lack of greed
Inmates pray just to be free
Gotta listen, must seek
Remember Jesus loves the meek
True Soulfood proves
A slice of heaven will undo
the hell that we've been through
It's part and parcel of being True
Cue the power it is within you
God loves thugs, too