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Thinking of my little daughter
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The cold air thrive past my face, I exhale seeing my own breath, it disappears into the air Standing on the corner, waiting for another buyer, so I can get home, I’ve got an girl to care Everyday I’m on this corner making money, trying to survive, weekdays I’m trying to get by used to hate, every night I don’t have food for my little daughter that’s when drugs was in my sight I dropped out of high school, my mind wasn’t good knowledgeable enough to make my mother happy I didn’t had no father hood ,When I was little, my father left me. walking on the streets, pants saggy I couldn’t even get an job, struggling trying to take care of my little daughter, I was tired of the crying that’s when I looked at supermarkets started stealing, instead of buying, but either way she was smiling I knew it was illegal but still as long my daughter was getting food in her mouth to stop the stomach ache *YO WHAT YOU GOT???? *15 OUNCES FAM *HOW MUCH ? * 7$ * O WORD……THANKS* As I walked through the door surprise to see my little girl running at me with an smile on her face lil bored feed peep'z :thumbup: |
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