Letter B
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
Fifteen
Tryna' make it on my own
Momma left the six
And pops never home
Me and pops
Never really got a long
He said I'll put you six feet under
Don't ever get it wrong
So I pen it in my song
Keep them words close
Like a psalm
Just to remind me
Of where I'm from
Just encase I turn wrong
Wake up
Say my prayers in the morn
Thank God
I'm not the one who they mourn
Kicked out
And I used to drop tears
But now I don't cry
I ain't scared
Lion or a bear
I had to rid my mind of the fear
Take control of your life
When it's in your families care
Cause I don't trust anybody
I don't trust anybody
People look out for themselves
And for you it's hardly
Ride by yourself
Like you on a Harley
Song of redemption
Word to Marley
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
Chilling by the bus stop
Waiting for the bus
I was homeless
Pretending was a must
Because of pride
I kept my feeling shut
Living outside
You learn to adjust
Vibin' with my people
They never had a clue
One by one
People gone from the crew
Until its just you
And the night sky
Self reflection in the night time
Gotta get me in the right mind
Shake my head just thinking
Pops with his wife
Prolly drinking
Momma M.I.A
Thoughts drifting
While I'm here in a hole
Just sinking
Like damn
I need a rope
Like Man
I need some hope
Pray to God
Holy ghost
He appeared
Holy Smoke
Can't depend on my Folks
Like a Young Child supposed
Gotta get it on my own
Not to boast
So I gotta make the most
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
Fifteen
Tryna' make it on my own
Momma left the six
And pops never home
Me and pops
Never really got a long
He said I'll put you six feet under
Don't ever get it wrong
So I pen it in my song
Keep them words close
Like a psalm
Just to remind me
Of where I'm from
Just encase I turn wrong
Wake up
Say my prayers in the morn
Thank God
I'm not the one who they mourn
Kicked out
And I used to drop tears
But now I don't cry
I ain't scared
Lion or a bear
I had to rid my mind of the fear
Take control of your life
When it's in your families care
Cause I don't trust anybody
I don't trust anybody
People look out for themselves
And for you it's hardly
Ride by yourself
Like you on a Harley
Song of redemption
Word to Marley
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
Chilling by the bus stop
Waiting for the bus
I was homeless
Pretending was a must
Because of pride
I kept my feeling shut
Living outside
You learn to adjust
Vibin' with my people
They never had a clue
One by one
People gone from the crew
Until its just you
And the night sky
Self reflection in the night time
Gotta get me in the right mind
Shake my head just thinking
Pops with his wife
Prolly drinking
Momma M.I.A
Thoughts drifting
While I'm here in a hole
Just sinking
Like damn
I need a rope
Like Man
I need some hope
Pray to God
Holy ghost
He appeared
Holy Smoke
Can't depend on my Folks
Like a Young Child supposed
Gotta get it on my own
Not to boast
So I gotta make the most
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
This is for my ghetto kids
Crying with no place to live
Bladder full
Ain't no place to shit
Walking all day
Too ashamed to sit
Cause our clothes stink
People too afraid to give
And we know that life is a bitch
We didn't want to have
But our parents started fucking
Didn't think to plan
Nine months later
Momma thinking damn
Pregnant with a son
Couldn't raise a man
Credits
Writer(s): Jameel3dn
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