LIFE STORY pt1
Raised by my mother,
Abadon by my father,
So he could by a rock an get alittle higher,
I could never hide my pain inside,
Shown from the tears falling from my eyes,
I'm from the eastside you either had to ride,
Or in the streets your body would lie.
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