Parents with no parents

I was raised by

Milk and cookies 

aunt was cookin’

with me lookin to see if i’d learn,  

Kind of Aunt…

I was raised by 

Espinoza paz,

Enrique Iglesias,

and Edwin Luna yeahhh that was the spotify jam

Kind of Aunt…

I was raised by

“Come help me cook”

“let’s go to the store”

and “let’s go party” 

kind of Aunt.

I was raised by

Tortillas handmade,

cookin’ everyday,

and cleaning dishes in the evening

I was raised from

San Bernardino

to fontana

to LA

to San jacinto

to Hayward

Kind of life

I was raised by nothingg but family!

 

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