I sit in my room looking at your picture,
Reminiscing of us being together...

Man this time you messed up hardcore...
It's been happening more and more...

I have so many things runnin' through my head,
Man sometimes I just wanna be dead...

I'm tired of people thinking they're thugs,
They aint never had to sleep in a shack on just...

Some of my days are good and some bad,
My Mom blames my depressed days on my dad...

You see the same girl everyday,
Actin’ tough and so brave...

My moms telling me not to hang out with my homies,
She says when they screw me over I'll be lonely...

You got a man now so you dont need me,
You say I got an attitude problem but so does he...

Will someone just kill me,
Just put me out of my misery...

I am from Milliken,
Many little children...

Too many stereotypes,
Lazy teens...

You're always on my mind,
I think about you all the time...