WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES

I don't hide behind my pencil
automatic freehand, all in pen
no need for a bloody stencil
I say what I mean, mean what I say.  
Haters will make me famous, share me
Stalkers your most welcome any day
my material comes from the life I've lead
walk a mile in my shoes, beaten and bruised
guns held to my head, I don't live with fear
my friends are the monsters under my bed
Don't read me if you can't handle the tales that
you've read. There's little secrets I will keep until  
a few more gangsters are dead, some things are
just best left unsaid...
 That's why I don't scare easily because honestly,
I'm most at peace when I'm listening to the voices
 in my head, many times I've wished I was dead.
Walk a mile in my shoes before you judge me and
share your narrow minded views.
Walk a mile in my shoes, see if you win or lose...