Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed and hocus pocus, try to focus but I can't see.
Support me... If you don't understand me don't write about me
I feel like role models today are not meant to be put on a pedestal. But more like angels with broken wings.
Only God can judge me.
Now up and atom it's on, I was raised to be strong, and mama told me be a thug since the day I was born. The fame was a plot to try a change me, and what's strange is nobody knew my name.
Forgive but donโt forget, girl keep your head up. And when he tells you you ainโt nothing, donโt believe him. And if he canโt learn to love you, you should leave him.