Black Inmate (Remix)

Mama loved him, but couldn't hold him
Running with the big boys, so much to prove
Fifteen years later, sitting in a pod
Ten consecutive life sentences, never going home
Can't turn right when everything went wrong It's just the way
Growing up, man, he hated white people
Hate the cops, hate the country

Hate his friends on Friday night
Hate the girls who didn't fuck him
Hate piles up and lets loose where you can't
No one there deserves so much in so little time
One misstep, you're forever bound

He misses Big Macs, the scent of naked women
Talking to a kid, playing games with his cousins
No one answers calls or writes or comes to visit anymore
Now mama's gone, birthday's passed without the song

And the old joke of dropping the soap, well
They don't let nobody fuck in jail, they
Keep their eyes on you, like it's part of their damn mission
To keep the hands and the mouths all to yourself

And if you get someone to stand guard
The passion's not the same, it's just coming
There's no emotion, there's no love

Ten consecutive life sentences, he's never going home
Two hundred and fifty years, the minimum until his debt is paid and
He bets the only ones to think of him each day that goes by
Are the families of the victims and he never even seen them die

He'll never be promoted, never buy a car
Never shoot a gun, drinking at a bar
He'll never fall in love and kiss a woman ever again
Never call in sick to a real job, never really have a friend

Can you call a man a monster for twenty seconds of his life
Sure he made the worst mistakes, but should he then be robbed of life

Maybe, yeah, maybe he really does deserve the worst
Maybe He's fit to do the time, or
Maybe God just made those like him to be
The victim of his own crime