James
People say I'm trippin'
Well, baby, if you saw what I saw
You would trip too.
Being used and abused,
Molested and raped
In your mental state.
Your whole being diminished
*waves hand* I'm a witness.
I wanted to get right with The Lord.
I only got right with a lil boy.
Worshipped a lil boy.
Who had no toys,
Nothing to do, so he ran the streets
Claiming 'HE was sent to you'
Broke when I gave.
Broke when I didn't.
Man, who you tryna coerce??
Put me under your spell.
Believed everything was true.
So glad I'm free.
I don't have to deal with this FOOL!
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