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America's Nightmare; Young, Black, And Don't Give A Fuck
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I sit here with this pen in my hand
Reflecting on my troubled childhood and how it lead to a man
It all started at the age of three when I came to the states
We came without dad, mommy made a mistake
But it wasn’t her fault, daddy was a cheat
Sort of like me, he stayed home and caught another wifey
So we chillin by ourselves living
From one place to another, mom labeled me a villain
A brother, who grew animosity towards his sis
She always called him names, labeled an awkward kid
Cause problems? It often did
Had thoughts of suicide at 6 knowing how wrong it is
I had a hard time growing up, but who didn’t?
I just wanna tell my story for a few minutes
Step into my mind and take a seat
I’m making a speech, nod ya head as I say it to a beat
I kept everything inside and created a wall
When problems came around I evaded em all
I used to be loud as a youngsta, then it was hush
Even when I got hurt I wouldn’t say nothing much
My closest pal was an imaginary friend
But that didn’t last, cuz he was always laughing at me man
So I said fuck the earth, I made a world of my own
Surrounded with stone, so I could be undisturbed and alone
It gave me time to think so I grew up fast
My childhood was different from what you all had
I didn’t spend mine outside playing with kids
I was too busy studying the human relationship
So I wised up, sat back, sized you guys up
Learned how to speak and how to go with my gut
I told myself not to trust anyone
It’s a hateful world outside, never trust anyone, ya dig?
At the age of 14, I was wearing em colors
Alone in the basement, didn’t wanna hear of my mother
Didn’t give a damn about shit
Except messing with chicks, getting em drugs and getting flipped
At the age of 15, I got my first gat
The first time I used it was at church ave
I shot a dude in the foot for giving me grills
I regret, the thought alone is giving me chills
At the age of 16, damn, my daughter was born
I couldn’t let her know the type of shit her father was on
So I packed up my bags and said I gotta be gone
Haven’t seen her since mostly because of her mom
But she changed the way I viewed things
I valued life, see what something new brings?
Ever since that moment, I made her a promise
To be a better person despite all of the anger I harness
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