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she said 50 for the room
I need to rest, I look a mess
I'm suicidal, need to confess
can you... buy me a bottle
she said... life is so hard
got a EBT card to swipe
it can't buy baby wipes
I can flip 'em for a pipe
ain't nothing to sleep for
life is filled with too much
drama, just wanna go and be
with big mama, my sons
an American, gangster
got a daughter who thinks
she's a fashion model
another one wants to
be an American Idol
she said I don't know
I'm just a ho, getting
pimped out and slapped up
my life is like a open wound
I'm so sore and wrapped up
so, tired of being trapped up
tired of being down to my
last dime, every time
I check in, I hope
it's the last time, I'll
probably be dead soon
out here, just trying to
get enough for a room
my kids hate me, it's not
intentional,...you know
not one of them was conceived
consensual they all rape babies
I can only hope, that my baby girls
dreams come true
as for my boy, I hope he keep, his
hands up and they don't shoot
I'm a real nightmare
I know so...don't stare
I just go get it, hit it
and... don't care
　
　
　
　
