Something is wrong with a justice system, that disregards us as a necessary symptom. Part of the problem that won’t go away, So they make the best of it by making us pay. There’s corruption in most, that is no surprise, But they all end up with money behind lying eyes. Right then becomes wrong and wrong turns to right. Without enough money, injustice rarely ever comes to light. Still I will stand, alone I will fight, My pain couldn’t beat them but my anger just might. So I begin the end of my journey today, With God by my side I quietly pray. I walked alone while you tested me, You showed me what I needed to see. I learned a lot through so much wrong, and in this battle to bring you down is where i belong..