Some people on the block screaming"streetlife"
Most never had to deal with the struggle and strife
I never really felt like I had any type of childhood
Because I was working late nights after school making sure
My momma was good
What you know about growing up by the father's fist
Broken face and bruised up ribs cuz he's drunk and pist
Then had to move in with a family last name 'foster'
Growing up waking up on the bottom bunk waiting
for roster
Dancing with the devil on a full moon night
Death tugging at my shirt tale as I'm gripping life with
all my might
Am I gift or a curse on this crazy earth
Feeling like I'm was raised on nothing
but lies since
birth
©droneking
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