Childhood memories, I wuhs bad as hell
Nd wen she sed I couldn’t get no candy I wuhs madd as hell
Throw a fit in da store knock down all da shelves
Nd den she pull her shirt up nd she’d take off her belt
Gettin a whoopin’ in da store yeh I had it lyke dat
Buh I didn’t understand dat we ain have it lyke dat
Nd wen we left da store we ain have a dollar more
(shyt is crazy man)
3rd grade I wuhs da man nd wuttin nuffin hotter
got chased by da police fa stealin’ from da family dollar..
no I ain get caught buh I regret dat day
nd till dis stay im still wonderin wha my dad would say
buh it wuhs hard baqq den so I wuhs doin wha I needed
blazin hot out side nd it wuttin nuffin ta drink nd
das why I did wha I did witout thinkin
(talkin)
