This is a song about "A bad childhood"

Hold my tears i tried my best

A childhood being depressed,

She leave her hair in the sink

You are a bad patient

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

A childhood being suppressed,

Nigga i ain't never scared

What a bad situation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

My childhood was full of bad memories

Right flows down and they might go nice

Bad bitch, far from a slut

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