I was wandering around searching this corrupt Earth

Looking for a house because I haven't had a home

Running through the woods ever since my birth

Crying to myself no one by my side I was all alone

Hearing my own voice was my least favorite tone

Feeling like a dog trying to find just one bone

All of a sudden I saw some shape I was in the zone

On and on moving faster and faster

I seemed like a dog roaming with no master

Travelling with no destination 

Did it matter if I was black, hispanic or caucasian? 

The only one in the world I was my own nation

Then I woke up, knowing there was nothing to be chasin

Everything throughout my whole life, I wasn't tasting

I reached the end, No fields to tend

No letters to send, no money to lend.

My bones will bend, I bid fairwell again.

But yet my life was taken by such a fiend.