Thought I was supposed to go through life walking on my tiptoes
Used to think the answer to pain was powder in the nose
Been in everykind of system had some parents first name "Foster"
Used to have to stand in front of a door always checking rosters
Grew up around houses with bars,big walls,some where broken
Death gave me a kiss and whispered in my ear "Your one of the chosen"
Fell in love with a bad girl name Tina she took everything even the sink
So I got back with my first love Mary I didn't mind she was a lil stink
You don't know how strong you are till strong is all you got
That's why have so many scars from all the wars I fought
Growing up surviving the streets and scraps is my whole existence
I was made for this kinda life, I grew up on nothing but violence
©droneking
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