You don't know what goes on inside my head
But I tell you one thing evil and pain is what the devil fed
Product of my environment that's why people stay back
Cus my heart used to be cold and my soul was pitch black
Therapy ain't got enough hours to run through the chaos of my childhood
Only someone else that been through it would've understood
Life was slow and painful, messing with my mind, painful memories
Felt like I would never find a cure or any kind of remedies
Took the seeds that I helped planted for me to start breathing
They're following Me cuz I'm supposed to be a leader, a father their needing
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