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A lot of people say make the most out of life

I really couldn't I wanted to make it out alive

In a foster home every day was like rolling dice

I knew it's not my home it was to hard to sleep at night

I really wish I wasn't even there

I really wish I didn't even care

In the foster home and I swear I was going mental

Well to be honest I didn't even feel sentimental

All I had was ideas paper and a stupid pencil

I didn't know how to feel, our parents left us mom smoking seeing dad popping pills

And I'm thinking if my head dang my fam going to get killed

I don't know how to feel uh

Going to school in the hood was hard for me

I mean I had a couple friends Damien, Xavier and of course Zachary

It was probably a nightmare I mean it had to be

I didn't even know what was morality

I used to use my past as a lethal weapon

When I was ten I had to deal with suicide and depression

I used to think up in my head that It was always a lesson

P.s. to you mama I'd rather have presents over presents

I don't even know what to do anymore

There's an opportunity and it's right outside the door

I'm going to grab it and flip it and make it my own play

I'd pray to god everyday that we made it out okay

I used to use my past as a lethal weapon

When I was ten I had to deal with suicide and depression

I used to think up in my head that It was always a lesson

P.s. to you mama I'd rather have presents over presents

I used to use my past as a lethal weapon

When I was ten I had to deal with suicide and depression

I used to think up in my head that It was always a lesson

P.s. to you mama I'd rather have presents over presents

I Thought this pain would last forever I had no hope

Used to act out because of my pain people thought it was a joke

The nights I couldn't sleep I just stood up and wrote

All the pain that I was feeling sometimes my pencil broke

I used to use my past as a lethal weapon

When I was ten I had to deal with suicide and depression

I used to think up in my head that It was always a lesson

P.s. to you mama I'd rather have presents over presents

I used to use my past as a lethal weapon

When I was ten I had to deal with suicide and depression

I used to think up in my head that It was always a lesson

P.s. to you mama I'd rather have presents over presents