15 year olds
i come to notice that not all guys maybe nice and sweet
but growing up hearing that it maybe ok to cheat
almost every girl pregnant at 15
first time in the car on the backseat
soon as he found out her number got blocked and delete
going alone to the doctors getting ready for the heartbeat
almost every poor kid wants to be a thug
on the corner of the streets selling drugs
had to kill someone for the gang
getting locked up with no one to blame
mama of the kid who got killed
getting stressed over funeral bills
all these kids at 15 just want to hurry and grow up
as things get hard, all they want to do is give up
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