It’s morning my friend,

Time to get up again, wake up,

I think I’ll spark some sin.

But as I come to,

I must swallow the truth,

There’s no morning L,

’cause I’m stuck in a cell,

Yup, you guessed it, I’m stuck in a jail.

How did this happen,

I’m charged with carjacking,

It’s a first degree offense,

Every morning is tense,

This doesn’t make any sense,

Shit this is my 3rd offense.

I just have to pray, that I 

won’t have to stay, my spirit

won’t fall, I’m gonna stand tall,

even if I do time in these walls.

– Gibb