I have something to prove
Something to prove to you
You are not what you think you are
The ideals, principles and morals you stand for are a collective lie
If only you could see yourself from another's eyes
Your actions have consequences and this lesson I hope you soon learn
Violence is the breath that powers your being and with every word you scream, with every punch you throw, and with every empty thought you have, your life becomes more meaningless.
The struggle to create purpose for the path you chose is all in vain and you will never be more than the simple hoodlum you allowed yourself to become