My mother has no diplomas,
doesn't speak more than the Spanish language...

You'd find me there,
often..with swollen eyes...

You walk through that door,
Like satan on fire...

How do we take horrifying
situations and turn them into...

Then I got tired of begging
people to love me...

Have you ever held on to something you knew was...
ignoring conscience...

You come off strong,
like a million...

For the most part, I spend my days asking myself
why do people have so much interest...

Some nights are just that,
nights. nothing but a few hours...

I am kinda like a cactus
harmless from far away,But come to close...

I am Amber Rose,
and this world was built on dehumanizing...

One day, when your daughter
is 15. She is going to come home...