understood...

My tears fall on the paper as i write this ryme

Its like somewhere in my life a part of me died

And through my eyes a forgotten pain...rott in vain

Escapin the hell fire runnin from flames

Seein moms on the kitchen floor

Not knowin that the dope she injected this time was to raw

Saw myself trapped in the womb tryin to get out

Consumed by this hell flamed pain i spit out

On the day we rest may our souls be free

I aint mad cuz this world made a cole like me

I forgive her cuz my mother gave us all she could

Just another black girl lost enslaved by the hood

I would trade my existance to give you breath

Guess the only guarantes in this life is death

As I look around seein im the last one left

And the things i cant change I just gotta accept

realist shit i ever heard a nigga can relate in some many ways to this shit

PUT ON FOR MY STATE AGAIN REAL QUICK