In the middle of the jungle,
In a battle with the devil,
In my inner inner circle,
Armed with nothing but a water bottle,
To eat, I had to hustle
To live, I had to struggle
For survival you had to have a tunnel vision so I don’t crumble,
In search of the light in the dark tunnels couple men crumpled,
I had to view the world from a different angle,
Went in with a pack, came out alone. I owe only God for my survival.