My first trip through reality was a tough one. Learning to only love few and trust none. I was told but didnt listen, much like most of our children. Im guilty of breaking the code, and i accept my conviction... (let me explain...)
I loved u when i met u, and the feeling seemed mutual. I kept quiet because i knew its best to stay neutral. I dont get it, u feel in my arms just the way i was hoping. Naturally i became vulnerable, and my emotions were open.
U were beefin with ur momma and u left for a while. U came back, naturally i involuntarily smiled... At the time i was beginning my transition from the lockness. Meaning lost in the sea, to being woken and conscious.
Found out she found another man, from her neck of the woods. Who shared her mindstate bout being trapped in the hood. Im no longer an active crip, trynna change into good. I say its funny how life work cuz now she *** with a blood.
Shes addicted to hard livin, loves to *** with a thug. Thats ok cuz ill look back to now, i did all that i could. I did more than what most would, n i did more than i should. Guess i wasnt that exciting with my face in a book.
I dont rob, i dont trap, and i dont bang like i used to. Changing situations is uncomfortable, she just does what shes used to. No one likes a man to change, theyd rather stick to the usual. U helped me change my life, guess im glad that i knew u.
I wish u all the best, *** all the secrets yall kept. Cuz no one gets the best of me, i just give em the rest.... *Im back and im betta 😂😂😂