Damn ..
I'm down to my last , my last dime bag
i'm lackin .
when I get high I love travelin to Manhattan , somewhere lost
recapin .
I'm
struggling with anxiety and depression
and in
life nobody can determine what happens ...
happens
but i love tranquility and compassion .
relaxin , no stressin .
Reminiscin old skeletons .
in the cupboard
I'm stubborn from
my
heart being torn
been Lost ,
since the day I was reborn ,
within ...
I walked through the thorns
my friends .
you can sympathize , but you can't comprehend
what I've been through , nor where I been ...
all I want to do is win
but heaven is to hard to get in
for we all sin ..
till heaven let me in
I'm stuck in sin don't come to hell if you can't withstand that fire that come from within
she Barbie I'm Ken , im satan she sin
She louis I'm clarks twin
I'm a demon , we shape shifting
for pretend but
I don't pretend I'm christen
Im wicked
Im that nigga that dress to adore , in dark Christian Dior , to adore
Life cause life a horror of whores
I'm that demon and of course
niggas and women be
Snakes and boars
I don't fuckin trust nor love no more
I was born in a world of war
the 80s
My momma was a crack whore , I was born a crack baby
Damn why she life have to be so crazy
How the
bitched rasied
Well of course
She was the crack whore
we was poor
I wanted we couldn't afford
I settled on dreams
slept on a swirling
floor American Horror story
I was poor
Like
oliver twist I want more
I stoled clothes to keep warm
Hoarder food to nurish my bones
No help ET no phone home
No family to console my soul
so
the abuse went on
in and out
foster homes
my heart ..
turned cold .
Reality them scars old


Cicatrize de amor
© All Rights Reserved