Sitting here in this motel with my lonely thoughts
Venting on this notepad bout my life changes
Watching how it all pours out on these pages
That the only way I can escape from misery
Tried talkin to mama but she ain't hearing me
Had couple of homies but they changed on me
When it rains it pours that when tru colors are shown
My whole life I been torn by being loyal to the wrong people
Life hard lesson learned, just like reality pill
Hard to swallow
San Bernardino (I.E baby) we grew up with
No role models
Young scrub soaking up game like sponge
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