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LIFE IN THE HOOD


YOU CAN BECOME ANYTHING YOU WANT TO BE

BUT WHEN PEOPLE DOUBTING YOU AND STRESS TAKING A TOLL ON YOU

IT'S HARD TO BE WHO YOU WANT TO BE. WHERE IM FROM GIRLS DON'T GRADUATE

FROM COLLEGE NOMORE TO BECOME A TEACHER, LAWYER, OR DOCTOR.

THEY WHETHER MAKE A CAREER IN BECOMING A STRIPPER, BARTENDER OR CLUB HOST.

MAKE ME FEEL THERE IS NO PLACE IN THIS WORLD FOR A PERSON WITH A COLLEGE

DEGREE. RAISING TWO KIDS, WORKING A PART TIME JOB, BILLS OVER FLOWING, LIVING IN

THE GHETTO, STAYING FOCUS IS HARD! BUT I GOT TO MAKE IT IS THE ONLY THING ON MY

DINNER PLATE IS "WORK" I'M GETTING CLOSER TO MY DREAMS IS THE ONLY THING

FLOWING THROUGH MY BRAIN. TIMES IS HARD I'M USE TO THE RAIN! FIGHTING WITH

DEMONS, TRYING TO STAY HUMBLE WITH MY ENEMIES, THE ONLY THING MY GRANDMA

SAY IS PRAY, SO I GRAB MY BIBLE AND PRAY; I HOPE I MAKE IT ONE DAY BECAUSE WHERE

IM FROM SOMETIMES THE STRUGGLE DETERMINES WHO YOU ARE OR BECOME TO BE!

#YOWO

 
 
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