Life

Picture life in my shoes
What would you do?
17 years old
Dropped out of high school
Got a child
Yes! A daughter
Your daughter so precious
Baby momma askin’ questions
Wanna know all your confessions
Wanna know why her daughter’s father always got her stressin’
But life is just a lesson
A lesson untold
So even you live and you learn
Or you’ll crash and burn
Going down a one way to hell
And there’s no U-turn
You gotta feel me homie
I mean it’s only right
When da curtains close,
Fade to black
Your vision is all white
LIFE

2 Comments

  1. rd on January 18, 2012 at 2:57 PM

    i can semi relate to u homie. i was 17 on the juve block,3 females pregnant, popping up at visits all at once, stressing me out, 5 of my homies got killed during my 3 years incarcerated, grand mother died, skating on thin ice in the halfway house about getting sent back. now im 20 just coming home. baby on the way. baby moms driving me insane. moms stressing. no money, no job, no clothes. U rite! LIFE! its crazy but its what we make it. so what im telling u is that yes life may seem blurry at times and we wanna give up but we cant. its what we make it. lets change our foot steps into another direction because we cant keep living life like this but the key is patience. we gonna make it brother. just keep your head up

  2. B.J. on January 25, 2012 at 10:49 AM

    I’m not going to say i understand ur situation cuz i don’t have any kids but i do know that it sounds like you understand the point in life that ur at and that’s a great step because u have to know where u r to get to where ur going and it’s inspiring to me and i can honestly say that this is what life’s about so dont give up on ur family just keep ur head up!!!

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