they look at me and all agree
they think im a stuck up white girl
like, "she probably gets all her shit for free"
ive got blonde hair, blue eyes.
and my skintone is real white
i wonder what people would think if they realized their judgements were lies
just because im white doesnt mean i grew up rich
cause in real life mommy and daddy were both working
yet we still had no money and we basically slept in a ditch
just because im white it doesnt mean shit
i grew up on the south side and im well known in my hood
i tell them this and they look at me like "your lies need to quit"
ive been stabbed in the hand and shot in the shoulder
all over drugs and money, because people now a days dont care
yet i continued to sell drugs as i grew older
Tucson goes hard, shit, that was MY hood
these niggas dont understand what its like to hear gunshots every night
all because of my apperance im misunderstood
i remember the first time i carried a strap
my dad had just bought me a used 45, i was about 9 at the time
and then a few years before he taught me to scrap
i was making a "delivery" one day in the projects,
when this nigga comes up to me and pops a cap in my ass
and i just remember being so thankful that he didnt want sex
the first time i saw a dead man in front of me
he had just been shot and no one seemed to care.
i was only 7, but i felt like i was the only one who heard his last plea.