Man, i just spit this a while ago. Tell me what you think.


Im gettin restless thinkin bout the times
We used to play, get dirty, never lust over dymes
My rhymes tell my mood, my present and my history
Every line has a meaning and every meaning is a mystery
Licorish we used to chew, get our teeth rotten at the church
Now more is rotten, aside from what got rotten first
I remember when the shortys started lookin delicious
I turned around when she walked by, I knew she wanted to hit this
We shared the same thought, eyes glowed, she couldn't miss it
Pops caught a glimpse at my sight, his rules got more vicious
This was after him and the mistress made up their love
As a pre-teen, my life resembled a hot mug
Burnin up, I soon realized my homies get high
Started drinkin 40 ounces, their advices I couldn't rely
Life is like a game of Follow the Leader
Innocent girls see the hoes, then they repeat her
2 seater, open condoms, the pimp got her trustin
She think they goin marry, but his act was out of lust and
He got busted, never new the chick was a teen
Thirteen, worst thing is that her body is unclean
Sex altered her life, Now she barin a kid
Her man takin tests tryin to prove the kid aint his
Who's to blame, the slick talker or da hoes
Or is it God's plan, do we decide the actions we chose


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