CROSSFIRE

Got my bulletproof vest on
heading to the war spot
as I rugged on
hope I don't get a head-shot
Lost my boot in a crossfire
still striving and toiling
I never know my feet to test me
I know I'm still counting my blessing
Hope to hit a glorious score
hope I fly high to a glorious shore
Do the gunning in silence
and let the hustle do the talking.
Don't forget to beat the odds
-and stay humble.
The bigger the war-
the bigger the soldier
Just let your scars
be a shining stars on your shoulders.