Our future dreams of america
our future society growing up in...
Why did you start?
Why did you try it? To fit in...
F@$* the red rag..
Ya'll nutters aint nothing but f**s...
The poignant young man sat there, alone in his...
His hearing diminishes and fades numb… is it...
So afraid,
So confused...
I hate your other babies momma
Shes always causing all sorts of drama...
U no me,
u no how i feel...
Another black eye
from another guy...
In this head,my thoughts are deep
but then I begin to speak...
I'm so poor,
So I'm thinkin' about robbin' a store...
So much pain in my heart
that I think of the bleeding it out...
So much drama living here,
Hells pretty near...