Prison Cell ft. E.S. Dodger

Boxed in, exhausted I breathe in the toxins

Lost in this nonsense, bed becomes the coffin

Victim of this system suffer stress must be a symptom

Imprisoned in my consciousness just staring out my window

Wishing to be the answer to suppressing the rapture

World's run by banks and politricks that plan pending disaster

Distracted by a 9 to 5, just slaving for the master

Can't even find the time to strive for dreams I'm chasing after

Capturing what matters, fitting in with rhythmic patterns

Letter from mental prison cell wrote by a dim-lit lantern

Informing those ignoring warnings written in these chapters

Within bars, inflicting scars, under the skin like cancer