My daddy gone and it feel like im in hell...
I need someone to talk to, someone i can tell
He was always there to make me strong
Now everything is going wrong.
My mother say she mad cause i smoke weed...
But everynight her and a man is doing speed.
Now she sell her body for crack..
It's her self-esteem she lack.
I need some one to talk to, someone to tell...
This isnt the reason im in hell.
She knocked on my door late last night.
I knew something wasnt right
It was a different man this time...
My own mother and three men have commited this crime.
She let them f**k me at a dropp of a dime.
I need someone to talk to, someone to tell..
This is half the reason im in hell...
TRUE STORY

Mz.Honesty Only

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