'November Rain'
Even the Hydro I smoke, don't stop the pain no more/
And the flows I compose, don't stop the rain no more
The poetry I used to flow, has chains put on it's door/
Now I'm broke, I'm homeless, & have no faith in The Lord
I must of strayed from his warmth, 'cause outside is cold/
What ever happened to my oomph, & the story to be told
Tupac used to tell me to hold on, & be strong, so I did/
Until the day I lost my soul, & baby mother took my kid
When all my belongings were stolen, I slipped & I slid/
Then the girl I love was sectioned, it was then I fell to bits
My family have disowned me, due to the things that I write/
When what I write is the truth, and the abuse wasn't right
All I have is a heart full of sadness, a head full of rhymes/
And an obsession with badness, in the dark side of my mind
I feel my life has been destroyed, before I truly got to fly/
I so miss that little boy, who once had happiness in his eyes.
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