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Mama telling me what to do
Dictating my life since childhood
Took slavery to a whole new level
Whiplash from belts if I dared rebel
My room was the first and last stop
Of my Underground Railroad
I guess that why I'm so secretive today
Reading Playboy under the covers
Touching myself in silence
Hidden porn stash like buried treasure
Secretly curious about the guys as well as the ladies
Experimenting with my desires
Those were fun times
As I laugh and sip on my cocktail
I recall the parties I've attended
Lines of coke and ciphers of weed
Open bar and sexy people
Dancing all around
All uniting as one unit
While I'm monitoring the time
Massa wants me home at a certain hour
Reminding me I am owned
Branded by DNA
My slave name is Larry Johnson
I'm to do as I am told
Or suffer another beating
A long drought indeed
I thirst for freedom
Quench my desire on the low
Becoming a slave to sin
The devil made me do it
Or was it the alcohol?
Now that I don't remember
But I still had no regrets
Because what I've finally learned
My life belongs to me
