"...on my knees pleading Jesus...Jesus...once again as I begin the tears fall from my eye,screaming for you Lord with signs,still feeling deprivedas your child..."- Written by Jermaine Radney King ~Sincere~ bka ~OG~ Ten~ 2~ OneTen is the equivalent of months spent INCARCERATEDdeep contemplation over countless confrontations causing conversations of litigation to escape this place of murders and rapistsNine synthetic homes, FOSTER, pathetic none of which my ownigniting exciting demons that lie deep within my soulJuly eighth marks my mother Sharon Denise's birthdayMY Q U E E N, ever so present reflections of pain stricken memoriesmisery was accompanied with the presence of amphetaminesSEEDS OF GHETTO FIENDSLORD PLEASE heal our broken WINGSJuly Twenty Third Nineteen Seventy SevenLillie Radney was sent home to reside eternally in heavenI never got to meet her acquaintance emotional earthquake that shook two generationsthis nonfictious description of a Addicts ADDICTIONa Convicts ConvictionsA Rebels Resistance causing conflict and frictionan old soul the home of this poetic predators dictionLYNCHING every word . witness the SLAUGHTER of every verbfor light in the life of my only daughter . my BABYGIRLSix symbolizes so many DREAMS of VIOLENCEso many TEARS no CRYINGhalf truths is still lying so much LIFE to live but still DYINGWINGS clipped and still FLYINGthe reality of my mentality expressed in numerical nineMy miracle five provides such a spiritual higha biblical vibe illuminating the prophet insidethe ONE LOVE that provides the fuel for my drive...where revolution meets evolution where my soul is derived . this ROSES only SUNSHINEBefore four can become relevant I must approach this with a certain sense of elegancenot to confuse or cause illusionas I apologize for ignorance one of my toughest accomplishments"A person is never dead until they are forgotten." long lasting affects like the attacksfrom Al-Quida Osama Ben LadinAunt Pat Big Willie Keith King the eternally ever so beautiful Sharon Deniseyour body is still here but I want your soul to fly freeyou have three beautiful children with reality the only formality THE REAL in actualitySharon Denise has Been Deceased that's why we stay on bended kneesin hopes of her escaping her povertythe pain and the loss I've felt from all four Blood Sweat and Tears earned stripes in the life: THE GAME OF WARShell shocked so over years no peers standing as the lone souljaeven if I lose my hands in my heart is where I hold yaAlong every great man stands an outstanding WOmanno difference all Ms. and Mrs. supplied a piece of the what was missingDeneisha Elizabeth Mackenzie Octavia you're the representation of my beautiful black princess Pride Respect Passion Love embody optimize these words with the desire and aspirationto inspire your wealth couldn't be measured by the largest of diamond ringsto the praises of you TWO I singdescending in chronologically Ironically complete alleviate of numerical threeJohanna Adrieanna and my God Son Harrycome hail sleet rain hail or snow you can count on memy love for you runs into infinityThree minus Two and you're left with one, ONE's testimony of truth pain and the pursuit of prosperityhe was the truth when lies were the insanity . single handedly so candidly"May God bless the child that can hold his OWN." when I heard that from her sweet lips it was toldNO SECRET that I was the epitome of more than words that she sings, WHO IS THEE every cloud has a silver lining its just a matter of seeing... I'm a K I N Gnot by design but by DESTINYIM a K I N GI don' survived all the lies and deceitI'm a K I N Glike my life serving fiends wit no receiptI'm a K I N GTen 2 One is just a sample of my lifeI'm a K I N GIn the GAME of LIFE I earned STIPESJermaine KingIM a K I N G- Written by Jermaine Radney King ~Sincere~ bka ~OG~ HOLLA ATCHA BOI!!!!