As life makes a room for failure, on a sea of success I turn to be a
bad sailor, a quitter is more suited for me, as I get tired of being better.
How come a man born of evil, not to turn into a mere-devil, letting
down my father and mother, for such a thing I stopped to bother.
But please bear in mind, the reason that am setting behind, is an
excuse I could gladly utter.
A father failed to show, his feelings as his get to grow, a mother
that had no time, but to smack her mad hutter.
with life full of crime, how could a mind realize, a dream of a
child to have a different life.
But why we mankind cannot wait, and immediately start to hate, what
Almighty Has planned to our fate.
With a father whose a drug dealer, a mother imprisoned for thievery,
the son could not but be a young dreamer.
Life is hard and this is for sure, when someone stuck in an internal
war, which one is the right door.
To be a cop and catch his own family, or live in this mud in
harmony, or be gone to live solely.
Here comes the beauty of life, bringing a woman that could be the
future wife,, a woman which going through a similar life.
A dark background both do share, passing through a hard time,
dealing with their families affairs.
As being a man of law and she in judges chair, of the right decision
both were aware, that the common good is what they should take in care.
and as for that we all should be aware, someone's origin has no
affair, with the manners that he bears.
