My Story

 

mommas little lamb soon came out the womb.

who would’ve known he’d go through all the pain he had been through.

grown up to be a lil man, just tryna find his way.

hoping his family would help him, but they just left him stray.

 

so he decided to go and do it his self.

started doing somethings that were bad to his health.

made new promises and held on to the ones he promised he kept.

yet heart broken and destroyed and still tryna grab a hold onto himself.

 

selling dope out his momma house on the low.

just to make a little money and delay going broke.

so now he drug dealin. lost all of his feelings.

to these indecisive women, who aint willing, to be committed.

 

but… still being used, because he hated being useless.

wrapped up all of his pain and hid it in his music.

trying to calm his self down and not lose it.

but it was only so much that he could take until his mindset said just do it.

 

now he in the hospital, sobbing for days.

just wondering how else he could get paid.

its funny how he thinking bout cash when he feeling all of this pain.

he then found god and things started to change.

 

there’s less of a need so he stopped stealing.

bars became relentless.

truth became his subscription.

the lies were cut in half, the lamb had learned division.

 

but better than that he learned to multiply.

he casted out all his feelings like it was a poltergeist.

then his money stood tall, girls gave him calls.

drained him of his money and left like they never loved him at all.

 

his heart started racing, fastly pasting.

the beast has been awakened. and now there’s a demon in the making.

in addition the way that he was being treatin,

was probably the reason. that females calling him a demon.

his heart has been ripped out,  he probably gone flip now.

tired of blowing out candles what’s the point of tryna wish now?

 

asking lord for a blessing, hoping that he would hear him.

performing all of these sins but claiming he was the victim,

saying it was all the act but the curtains had never risen,

and every time he was in the wrong, he begging god to be forgiven.

 

now tell me would you ever try to change.

when you so… use to your lifestyle and so use to the pain.

intoxicated with madness. hated because of your blackness.

and you just wanted everyone to go away, disappear like it was magic.

 

never getting any rest so he never could sleep.

now how shocked would you be,

if i told you this story was about me,

a teen, that's only going on eighteen.

 

talents never been seen, but i'm silently taking blind steps.

they see me creeping and think the black guy is a crime threat.

but they just need to know that i am a flying threat.

i am the conversation that can stop a death, in its steps.

and change mindsets. cause i am, the major problem that lives life with no regrets.