Greetings to all standing before you is a 16 year old
I got a lotta dreams that I sold, was losing control
But now I'm back and I'm regretting my wrongs
Actually I'm back for my thrown
Cause I was thrown out, I felt like I'm hardly a person
That's when I started Writing these verses
My life was reversing
At some point I felt like I'm cursed and didnt wanna go to jail
That's when I lived for a purpose
And now I'm outchea, facing reality
The world so cold so I protect my mentality
From all tragedy that's happening around it's a crisis
I might just
Take my life but I prefer to be righteous
I pray hard
I pray for freedom
Freedom of mind my grind,my folks so free them I need them
Hard to Express the feeling
Wish I could go back to all my Exes and kill em but I've grown
Prolly time for me to reap what I've shown
That's pain, more of it and prolly being all alone
Hate the fact that I never noticed I'm on my own
Here am I feelin oppressed, stuck in my zone
And I been feelin uninspired
Like 3rd finger to this music I retire
Seeing me being normal is one of my mom's desires
So why not quit
Pursue some other,but that's not me
But who am I though?
I always avoid the question
But somewhere in my mind I tell myself I'm outchea
Lotta mistakes made but I ain't learn a single lesson
Don't wanna but me being hurt is passion
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Greetings to all standing before you is a 16 year old
I got a lotta dreams that I sold, was losing control
But now I'm back and I'm regretting my wrongs
Actually I'm back for my thrown
Cause I was thrown out, I felt like I'm hardly a person
That's when I started Writing these verses
My life was reversing
At some point I felt like I'm cursed and didnt wanna go to jail
That's when I lived for a purpose
And now I'm outchea, facing reality
The world so cold so I protect my mentality
From all tragedy that's happening around it's a crisis
I might just
Take my life but I prefer to be righteous
I pray hard
I pray for freedom
Freedom of mind my grind,my folks so free them I need them
Hard to Express the feeling
Wish I could go back to all my Exes and kill em but I've grown
Prolly time for me to reap what I've shown
That's pain, more of it and prolly being all alone
Hate the fact that I never noticed I'm on my own
Here am I feelin oppressed, stuck in my zone
And I been feelin uninspired
Like 3rd finger to this music I retire
Seeing me being normal is one of my mom's desires
So why not quit
Pursue some other,but that's not me
But who am I though?
I always avoid the question
But somewhere in my mind I tell myself I'm outchea
Lotta mistakes made but I ain't learn a single lesson
Don't wanna but me being hurt is passion
I got a lotta dreams that I sold, was losing control
But now I'm back and I'm regretting my wrongs
Actually I'm back for my thrown
Cause I was thrown out, I felt like I'm hardly a person
That's when I started Writing these verses
My life was reversing
At some point I felt like I'm cursed and didnt wanna go to jail
That's when I lived for a purpose
And now I'm outchea, facing reality
The world so cold so I protect my mentality
From all tragedy that's happening around it's a crisis
I might just
Take my life but I prefer to be righteous
I pray hard
I pray for freedom
Freedom of mind my grind,my folks so free them I need them
Hard to Express the feeling
Wish I could go back to all my Exes and kill em but I've grown
Prolly time for me to reap what I've shown
That's pain, more of it and prolly being all alone
Hate the fact that I never noticed I'm on my own
Here am I feelin oppressed, stuck in my zone
And I been feelin uninspired
Like 3rd finger to this music I retire
Seeing me being normal is one of my mom's desires
So why not quit
Pursue some other,but that's not me
But who am I though?
I always avoid the question
But somewhere in my mind I tell myself I'm outchea
Lotta mistakes made but I ain't learn a single lesson
Don't wanna but me being hurt is passion
Writer: Ofentse Ruiters
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