My Very Own Seeds

My time keeps ticking/ Fresh outta mind prison/ I still have a hard time trying to listen/ I keep on walking yet I keep on tripping/ The pain in my brain heart thickens/ Redemption for change Im still missing/ Im still on the reservation/ Dont any of my own people see the alcoholic devestation?/ More self destruction than self creation/ Addicted alcholism among our own we keep making/ Young hearts and souls everyday we be breaking/ Most of us young souls around here are rarely forgiven because we are to busy been forsaken/ This is my own mind made prison astrology/ Im hard like a rock involved in geology/ Dont any of my people understand this poverished prison geolgraphy/ Our destruction can be seen in NAT GEO, dont you people see it in the photography/ Time is no joke nor is it alive yet somehow it can still bleed/ Im still out of prison yet in my mind it still doesn't feel like I have been set free/ I know my out out but I dont have the keys/ In or out it still remains hard just to be me/ Everything now days in life cost a fee/ Its not my culture its the American Greed/ I guess now days I gotta leave a trail, I gotta PLANT MY VERY OWN SEEDS......