People say I'm trippin'
Well, baby, if you saw what I saw
You would trip too.
Being used and abused,
Molested and raped 
In your mental state. 
Your whole being diminished
*waves hand* I'm a witness. 
I wanted to get right with The Lord. 
I only got right with a lil boy. 
Worshipped a lil boy. 
Who had no toys,
Nothing to do, so he ran the streets
Claiming 'HE was sent to you'
Broke when I gave. 
Broke when I didn't. 
Man, who you tryna coerce??
Put me under your spell. 
Believed everything was true.
So glad I'm free.
I don't have to deal with this FOOL!


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