No mommy...
I'm sorry...
Please dont...
Stop it hurts....
As years go by the pain gets worse
She has no other feelings because all she know is hurt.
Dont know her real mother or father,
She was adopted.
Pretty light skin long hair,slim waist.
Perfect in the world's eyes.
Snatch any nigga she want,
And dont think she wont.
Remember she aint have no male figure,
Now she jumping from different nigga to nigga,
Cant settle down she gotta fill that figure.
Bitches calling her hoes,niggas calling her hoes,
They dont know what she dealing with,
Cutting herself on the low.
Suicidal thoughts in her dome.
Her moms beating her at home.
We dont know why!
She dont know why!
She finally got that wake up call to leave.
(Why?)
Came to school with a black eye.
Using make up to cover it up.
Telling us the half truth,while feed them full lies.
(Why lil mamas dont go to somebody else?)
Family dont know much
Grandma cant do much.
So she stuck between hell and a dark place
Deciding which one do I take?
Please lord guide my way!
Maybe he dont hear me?
Maybe he's not real?
Maybe this is a dream?
Maybe ill get out of here?
Questions after questions
Thought after thought.
Will god still love me if
I clear this pill bottle
and lose what I already lost?
Life aint for everybody.
Life aint for free.
Life aint shit if you going through it like she.
Thats life as Latrice.
