I lay awake in this prison cell, they have taken away all of my rights.
Thinking of my loved ones; it’s another one of those sleepless
nights.
Trying to figure out how I got on this road leading to nowhere,
Asking myself why didn’t I listen to those who had already been
there.
There are so many things for me to lay here and worry about.
So many things I love that I’m having to live without.
Poor little RiRi, she’s gotten big so fast,
Lord, how much longer will this loneliness last.
Sis needs me to bring a smile to her face,
But it’s kinda hard to do while I’m stuck in this place.
Momma she worries herself to death about me,
Praying every night for the good Lord to set me free.
Daddy has got work to do and could really make use of my hands.
If only I had done my part, we could have been the best of friends.
We know many are affected by the choices we make,
We often should take more time to consider the consequences and
what’s at stake.
Let me tell you, my friend, I’ve done a lot of bad things I cannot
deny.
But the worst choice I ever made was the first time I got high.
With every hit claiming to be my last,
Now, I’m stuck in this prison cell reflecting on my past.
I hope to encourage you to make wiser choices than me.
Because the Road to Nowhere stops at the penitentiary.
