I stand full grown
with the bull full blown
trying hard not to throw stone
looking back on
the seed I've sown
Still trying to break free
from the brain that controls me
There's a whole big world
outside my head
but the needle I still thread
following the brain that led

Welcome to the inner limit
where it's hard to condem it
It will control the vertical
it will control the horizontal
Looking back over the years
they say a man isn't suppose
to shed tears
Some men live in they say fears
especially when it comes to
whats between the ears
Some of the bull never disappears
It becomes life time committment
fueling already burning resentment

Mommy said son take time
to know her
There was no father to concur
However it wasn't her that
was the problem
It was mommy who I knew
the one that fed me the food I chew
Mommy messed with my head
I almost didn't get past some
of the things she said
Daddy said hardly nothing
Nothing from nothing leaves
an empty head
Nothing won't get a man paid
He even will have a hard time
getting laid

Until the head is reprogrammed
a man might get slammed
He's going to get slammed anyway
regardless of what even Jesus say
cause the devil will always
have his way
as he manipulates and
runs man astray
In the end every man will
eventually pay
no matter how much he pray
so he might as well do life his way
If he can
break free from being
a manipulated man
following some other fools plan

opg