Childhood Trauma (feat. Brandon Breadman)

Penguin
Waddle

Sometime I question
"Why is the word on drugs"
So much aggression
All of the bombs and guns
We need more blessings
We need to fall in love
Cause all the childhood trauma
We're so fucked up
Sometime I question
"Why is the word on drugs"
So much aggression
All of the bombs and guns
We need more blessings
We need to fall in love
Cause all the childhood trauma
We're so fucked up
Fucked up

I have never met a single soul
That hasn't been abused
We keep blaming ourselves
No I think we are confused
The world needs to change
Ya we're way past overdue
There's one person to start with
That person is you
Respect when someone says no
No questions just leave them alone
You water the seeds and they grow
No snakes in the grass when you mow
Your chasing your dreams
Down the yellow brick road
It's freezing outside and
The rain turns to snow
I'm watching the flow
Of the river go slow
There's light in your soul
So just let it glow

Don't let go
Don't let go
Don't let go
Yeah

Sometime I question
"Why is the word on drugs"
So much aggression
All of the bombs and guns
We need more blessings
We need to fall in love
Cause all the childhood trauma
We're so fucked up
Sometime I question
"Why is the word on drugs"
So much aggression
All of the bombs and guns
We need more blessings
We need to fall in love
Cause all the childhood trauma
We're so fucked up

Why do we kill each other
Drive by
Then the homies praise us
High five
It feels like we're doing this to
Buy hype
When I wrote this
Man it felt like I died twice
We not some cool cats with nine lives
What's living without a little mai thai
Turn the back pull a strap on his partner
Point at his noodle and
Made him some pasta
We don't need killers
Need scholars
Stop giving them pills they can swallow
Stop giving them dope in the bottles
Give them a book man and
Send them to college
Give them some leaders to follow
I want to see me a better tomorrow
Turning my people to numbers
They stop shooting jumpers and
Getting them scanned like a barcode
We don't need killers
Need scholars
Stop giving them pills they can swallow
Stop giving them dope in the bottles
Give them a book man and
Send them to college
Give them some leaders to follow
I want to see me a better tomorrow
Turning my people to numbers
They stop shooting jumpers and
Getting them scanned like a barcode

Sometime I question
"Why is the word on drugs"
So much aggression
All of the bombs and guns
We need more blessings
We need to fall in love
Cause all the childhood trauma
We're so fucked up
Sometime I question
"Why is the word on drugs"
So much aggression
All of the bombs and guns
We need more blessings
We need to fall in love
Cause all the childhood trauma
We're so fucked up
Fucked up



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Breadman
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