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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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