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looking at ur smile trying to see if ur really happy or not sure i see your glamorous clothes and high stlye shoes but does he give you that love that u really want . watching mom as you grow up taking in everything daddy does as no bid deal even as a little kid you know that lady doesnt act like an aunty should when mommy not around. in the streets the men crowd around just to watch you walk by i get now you feel ur a hot commdity but its just a game they girls before you have figured out after they slipped and gave it up that their really not that more important than the one that was before you lol funny just thinking about it as you try to tell your younger sister to watch out and be care ful cause ur stuck at home with a baby like mom was at your age when grandma tried to warn her too but little sis doent listen cause she feels like you once did that she wont ever make that mistake and end up like you. look like everything is just repeating itself until sis this doesnt come home with a baby cause she has alreadt caught that virus and stuck in and out of the hospital cause ha baby cant fight off the aids thats rapidly rushing through ha body. as mom blames you for what hass happened your sister and your still blaming mom for what happened to you grandma sits back and prays that everything will be alright baby daddy not around cause he feels hes not man enough to be a farther not that he will admit be puts it as its not his baby afraid he will turn out just like his farther stuck taking care of a baby and not able to live his life and end up miserable and abusing mom and cheating with the local prostitues who have come to know him by name and the ones who you slang crack to day in and day out too. its what some would call the thug life lol i dont see why cause no education or streets smart to hustle just a dummie standing on a corner with a bag in ya pocket and money that your bound to get robbed of.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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