My Story

So many things that I wish I could have known

But we tried ignorance now it's out of our control

In your skin In the midst of reentering your soul

Yeah I hid at the crib cause anxiety had rose

As a kid they'd forbid me I'd stay inside my home

Feeling less so depressed yeah I didn't wanna move

There I was with the pen I'd be writing out my goals

To get out of this mess let the story now unfold

Sixteen years of age

Under clasped by the drugs

Then God saw me rage