Underwater
Under water all this noise i feel like im drowning the only thing i hear is bullets sounding
I walk past the baseball field and see this kid rounding third base
Im trynna drop this case
Im drownin
Im drownin in the drama dont wanna dissappoint my momma
Grew up in the hood no my life wasnt good.
When i was young i was sad and i was always depressed
The bottom line is my life was a mess
I tried to end my life with a sharp knife
It was something i couldn't bring myself to do
My momma looked at me and said baby i got you.
My momma looked at me and gave me a hug
She looked at me and said stop beIng a thug
She said promise me you gonna raise yoUr children right
Promise me this get a good wife.
THAT'S MY LIFE
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