Life In A Foreign Land

Just How I Felt About Life For Quite Awhile. Forgein To Me For Some Time. Just See How It Looks to Me.

 

 

My Brother Knows All Of My Hoes

My Sister Knows All Of My Woes

My Mother My Father They Dont Know S**t

They Both Think Im Ligit

 

Im Trapped In The NYC

When I Miss My AZ Baby

Trapped On The Streets With Nowhere to Go

With Nothing To Look Foward To But Hoes And Woes

 

Working The Lane And Them B*****s

Slapping Down The Pimps And Snitchs

Still Not Knowing Where To Go

All I See Is That Dambed Hole

 

Praying To God I Make It To Twenty

Naw F**k That I Aint Sweatin'

All I Need Is Those Who Want Me

Author's Note

No I Didnt Live On The Streets, Its Just Where Im Comfortable. I Dont like My Home. Just The Streets Around It. At Least I Can Fight. Right?