Untitled Freestyle
• Written by Anonymous
uhhhh
looking back to the past
and the moms I never had
and every night I o to sleep
nightmares about my dad
grew up as a real street thug
roaming around the streets guns and masked up
cops after us
this weed the only thing to keep me on my feet
living in grief watching days go by
now im in this empty cell wondering why
7 years later I got out
found out that my dad was
setup and mapped out
traumitezed I set out
with this glock on my belt
couldn't explain the hurt I felt
but now im a soldier and so you better look out
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