Just who i am so yeah
a mother addicted to the crack of hell
caring more for the crack than a mother she was supposed to be
only lord knows who my daddy is she was a love only known to
the streets so what her fruit of the womb supposed to be. yeah so that just who
i am
annoying mouthy but that just the effect mother nurtured to me in the womb
feeding sin to me yeah this is who i am in her womb expecting her to love me
but I'm asking god know does she hate me
cause im me im the one kids say is so un pretty
im so skinny but everywhere everyone saying big is just as ugly
try trust in the lord is my fault im this way
was only two months when doctors said i would live to see my 1st birthday
they said I had die before month 11
took crack took get me off the crack the very thing that was killing what made
her do it feed her baby girl poison then when the baby came
out told her she did not even want her
did i remind her that much of her mistakes of her sinful
did i remind her that she never walk another way
yeah you call me annoying but i call me high up on crack i never wanted
you call me ugly i say yeah i know Was a mistake never meant to happen
myown mother wished for an abortion my conception was supposed to be a fun
time with a pimp drugs and more
i meant seem a little ok but i saw friends do things i never be able to do
see things I will never see i saw my sister go skitz cause what
our mother did not think about a miracle your parents would've called
if it were you growing in her belly
my sister daddy is a cop who like having fun with the inmates
my daddy is a man criminal cops looking for for pimping mommy
i saw my sister become a victim to the autism
but that just who i am you say a brat ugly annoying or a female beach
but i cant help you mother loved you an didn't
put crack before you and mines refused to love and
cared for the future of a drug and not her baby girl what should've been her world
but what i can do is be smart be brave be thankful for all these years i made
be smart fight hard for these grades so i can be the succeeds she never was able
to accomplish show her what she missed out on
smash the truth in crack's face tell the devil my soul is one he couldn't take
that when he got my mom it was no two for one and that's just who i am
yeah that 's who im going to be so hate like me
but dont judge me before you know me cause who i am is just who i am but you
never know the reason that why these highs school kids should never judge
a male or female before they know the reason they cry scream yell lie
the reason they sometime s feel like dying or your gonna live a life
correcting a wrong when that person going suicidein
just saying cause that's just who i am yeah who iam
who i am and god loves me so yeah church every Sunday praisin
him never think im better just blessed man thanking god
for who i am
i am so i love may
yeah
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