6th Grade Freestyle

I ain't even made my bed yet
Yea, look where I slept at
Thinking bout 6th grade
Got 6th grade on my mind
It was a bad year, I was stuck up in hard time
I wore the same hoody everyday of the year (Why)
It was all I had so I act like I ain't care (Yea)
In Mr. Kreps class, they were going to the game
But I ain't have the money so I said baseball was lame
And Mr. kreps, he tried, bro he pulled me to the side
He looked me in the eye and asked is everything alright
So I had to lie and tell him everything's okay
He said I ain't gotta worry, if I wanted he would pay

Dam I lost the beat, but now I'm back on flow tho
It was like '06 and I was chilling with the old bro's
I remember getting caught and I was underage
Then my mama told my uncle to come get me out the cage
I was 12 and in them cuffs
They slapped me with probation
I was cleaning tibbetts while my co-D on vacation
And my uncle, he done told me, watch out for ya homies
If you gunna do ya dirt then you should do it on ya lonely
And Ty's mom kept on asking
Probation? Why u have it?
I never even told her man I guess I was embarrassed
I took the little things cause, in my life, I never had it
Now imagine the passion, put into the classics
Then magic would happen, how is what they asking
I'm rapping, you slacking, you fumbling the package
I swear I was a savage way before I was a teen
But I was only copying behaviors that I seen
I was lost and just confused
A kid that was abused
I'm never giving up, I told the devil I refuse
I'm thankful for the life I had, I know it's been a challenge
But you gotta take the good wit bad, cause all we need is balance
Went to college, now I'm rapping
I think I found a talent
And if it doesn't work, what's the worse thing that can happen
I'm thankful for the views, and all the love that I been getting
I know imma die blessed bc I was born sinning