Real shit My momma was never there to teach me The drug started effectin her mind Then she started doin it heavy Soon it was a madder of time Jail started to be her new home When she came back started lossin her mind This woman of 5 had no place to go She didn’t even have a dime Took me years to understand this pain Feelin like my momma had already died I used to cry everyday as a youngin Thinking my momma thatiought I was a waste of time She never came to see me But when she did she made very clear That all she ever cared about Was the money that was carryin her here Most people talk about their dead beat dads Well I’m tryin to have a relationship with mine Even though that nigga works 24/7 He tried to some time But I can never speak about things to ma father PTSD hurting his mind He was always there with the money Gave it to me all the time Yeah I’m a handful I where my heart on my sleeve I used to think friendship was the people using me I used to love socializing till the depression got to me And then I started to realize who was really there for me I was at the lowest of me low ain’t no one was there for me But I can thank my grandmother who always took care of me She made me strong , showed me the real world so it wouldn’t scare me But watch ima be big one day, everyone gonna be staring at me God knows we’re I’m going, so time can’t wait I rather be starting now so I can become something great Most people won’t relate to this and that’s okay But I know there’s one person in this world feels the same way. Real shit . (Wrote some “real shit” little story about my life enjoy🔥❤️)