Her Story

Right back at you again and um
Tonight Im bringin you somethin new, somethin special
(Get ratchet ya *****)
You see the highlights of a life was not as a teen
Baby girl was homeless,
Had a ***** thuggin in the streets
18, runnin plays in the streets,
Dealin with them weirdos ******
In-between family wasnt no real love she ever seen
Head beat, mentally depressed,
Baby was not what she seemed
Always gleam, kept a smile on the face,
Avoid the questioning
Even though apparent how she moved,
She done seen some things
Prolly had some dreams, diminished by the luck of things
Reality, lost her way and started strippin
More pain, 13 and the fam yellin,
'Prolly all youll ever be
Ho-in, strippin in the streets,
Youll be pregnant by 15' Said bet money, they bet money
Mama aint have time for her,
Daddy never cared for her Never had the guidance,
Only downin words thats drownin her
Cut off from the world, s**t was cold to her
Tried to kill herself but s**t, it didnt work
Mama laughed, it broke her heart
Built from scabs, so pain dont hurt
Never built a day she worked
Hard to get it back
When all they did was stomp it in the dirt
Now look at her, 21 and numb,
She still feel pain but it dont bother her
Puttin family first, even after all the dirt