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Imagine waking u thinking
You’re going to school stinking
Yeah.. you got a washer/dryer
But nobody has been cleaning
And you’re young so when you’re screaming
And saying you won’t be eating
They laugh and then it sinks in
Its just reality
Sometimes your family is a fallacy
It’s sad to see
Exactly why I had to leave
But when I left, my tears were streaming
I was mad at me
Let me take it to the top
I was just a kid when I seen rocks in a pot
She was telling me she was cooking
But I promise you we weren’t eating
Times were really crucial
So we were chilling at the Waite House
Everybody was eating like it's really their house
And we were playing in the hood
Nobody knowing if we were good
No matter if it was night or early day out
I would look around asking if its ok
We hadn’t seen our mom and dad all day
My brother would look at me and nod
Saying “I heard them cough, plus I’ve been hearing them talk to sissy lay down”
But I couldn’t I went to push open the door but it wouldn’t budge
Had to lay back in the bed and take it for what it was
I just wanted a kiss goodnight.. maybe a little hug
Then comes a knock
The front door gets kicked
And then its popped open
Guns drawn, men run in screaming they’re cops
Hoping they don’t shoot us, we lay there silently shocked
They get us, get us dressed
Round us all up in black trucks
On down to St. Joes we go
For another 6 months with people we don’t know..
That was then
Years down the line, now we in this again
Now I'm crying knowing that this will never end
Unless I tell what is really happening
