A little more of my story

(verse) it's funny when you tell people that you've never done drugs in your life, their like what the fuck, I thought everyone does them at least once or twice, if you had to live the life I did growing up that wouldn't even be a question.

(Verse) Let me tell you a little story about how ! grew up, I was 8, 3 days before my 9th birthday when I found out the real truth, of how my daddy made his money, when the cops busted through the front door, and had everyone on the floor asking me questions, I'd never been asked before, they found nothing, because my dad was clever, and built a fake wall, It was too late for my birthday, from the 3 days before. Word spreads fast in a small town, no parents wanted their kids to come anymore.

(Chorus) Drugs are the wrong way to go, they make you violent, a thief, and sometimes a hoe, I’ve seen it all, from drug dealers, prostitutes, gun shootouts, and fights, it’s all fun and games on tv, but not when it’s your real life. I made myself a promise as a teen. I’ll never do drugs, but I’ll always be back up. whenever they need, you need a bitch fucked up? Alright I’ll be there in 3, or a look out, to make sure only my eyes can see, there’s lots of dirt, that at 14, you mother fuckers wouldn’t believe what I seen.

(Verse) At 14 we became homeless, because all the shit they would do, but I wasn't that mad because we lived in a big army tent, and that was pretty cool. I loved it, everyday fishing with my dad, running around with my dogs, playing hide and seek, with my niece. Hanging out with my mom, finally having some peace. But That didn't last long, that's when we started bouncing around between my parents friends house's, and then all the bullshit started back up, and then I was back to my old self, the look out, and fighter.

(Chorus) Drugs are the wrong way to go, they make you violent, a thief, and sometimes a hoe, I’ve seen it all, from drug dealers, prostitutes, gun shootouts, and fights, it’s all fun and games on tv, but not when it’s your real life. I made myself a promise as a teen. I’ll never do drugs, but I’ll always be back up. whenever they need, you need a bitch fucked up? Alright I’ll be there in 3, or a look out, to make sure only my eyes can see, there’s lots of dirt, that at 14, you mother fuckers wouldn’t believe what I seen.

(Verse) now here we go again, and this time I'm 15, Ilook a lot older, and now my brother and Dads friends are lookin at me, not in the right way, one day a family friend I had known all my life, thought to himself one day he'd try take himself a slice, thank God for my best friend, who seen his car in the drive, she pounded on the door, because she wanted some weed from him.

It scared him and he left, I told no one except for her, because I didn't know how I felt inside.

(Outro) see what drugs can have you do. Is it worth it? Think about it. So There’s a little bit more of my story. Thank you for listening. Thank you God for helping me get through it