life
• Written by Anonymous
can my life get any worse,
i'm locked up in a cell,
hug my mama from jail cell,
my mama had 3,
and my daddy got hell,
I got a heart full of pain,
and a flag in my pocket,
gold chain around my neck,
thinking people goanna rob me,
hell i'm not sure,
what my life turns out to be,
but I spark these bullit's,
to keep my life real clear,
why you people always be joking me,
what's up with you people,
running others places,
but guess what you ant getting no props from me,
all y'all hatting on me,
cause I read them books,
I study my lord,
I believe in my life,
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