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Relate to that, bills overdue, all penned on you
Relate to that, when you have no choice on eating old food
Relate to that, teenager almost face to the grave
Relate to that, be grateful, still living to this day
I was only in 9th grade, no way around these signs to run away
Getting trouble a lot, consuming booze underage
Was a moment in my life in a bird cage
Got into pills one of my dark days
Took advantage of attention disability
Trusted people too much, like family
Almost died from my neighbor mass suffocate
Locked in a safe, found self-isolate
Didn't even want to talk, can you all relate
Never cared about myself and everything
Eventually in custody under the state
Case workers and a judge like to dictate
All rebellious, went up to the next stage
Got in a fight, mother's ex-fiancee
Was charged for the conduct of disorderly
Plead and also found not guilty
All because really was a self-defense thing
Ended up moving back to the city
which is based in the middle of everything
Could be worse living with a foster family
especially if they don't even know me
Was at my grandfather's till 18
Disappeared that I found that he kicked me
For a bit, stayed at a so-called homie's
After that, took a trip out to Cali
So many lessons in the past learning
Never let people take advantage of me
Relate to that
Bills overdue, all pinned on you
Relate to that
When you have no choice on eating old food
Relate to that
Teenager, almost face to the grave
Relate to that
Be grateful, still living to this day
Relate to that
Bills overdue, all pinned on you
Relate to that
When you have no choice on eating old food
Relate to that
Teenager, almost face to the grave
Relate to that
Be grateful, still living to this day
Six months wasted up on my settlement
Lack responsibility with direction
Run into a little misunderstanding
Wasn't happy with myself, that was back then
Took it personal lack of talent
Didn't realize bridges I'd be burning
Forgive me for my lack of intelligence
I was still young, didn't know what trust is
Make it meaningful, hope you get the message
Gave up a few months later, still practice
Moving forward, left social networking
Things had gotten really worse with my drinking
Things had gotten worse, spent my settlement
Ended up getting a job right cooking
Dealt with many lies, of course the gossiping
Of course a few different work establishments
Cut the story short, now on the current
Now the struggle is the rent and unemployment
Using music just to keep my mind off of it
You can now kinda see the improvement
I'm really getting sick of the corona nonsense
Let's get back to normal, screw the virus
Nothing we can do before I get furious
One day acting like what we got is glorious
Jacob Finney
O/B/O DistroKid