When i was a little girl i had Koolaid staind Teeth Two puffballs
 
i used to sit between my mommys legs and get box braids Wacthing the flintstones on tv

My mother shelterd my sister and me in fear that we would get gunned down in the street.

im from a place where gunnshots are like lullabys rocking people into a permant sleep.

When I was a little girl I loved to read. 

I opend books instead of my legs. 

so my friends isolated me claimed i thought i was better than them beacause 
my head was never between a little boys legs. 

i only got rug burn knees praying to lord to redeem me. I believed in god but did he ever believein me.

When i was a little girl I dreamed big.

but i once heard that dreams were illegal in the ghetto. so i kept my dreams in my backpocket. 

Fuck selling crack rock, weed, cocaine, and herion i sold dreams

had little boys and girls believeing they could be anything, 

I once sold a boy a dream that he mad it to the NBA .

could buy his family an all new everything and evrything would be okay 

like it was before daddy left him his two little sister and his mama to rot away . 

i sold a chick a dream that she failed her pregnacey test.

she could graduate she wouldnt have to strip to pay bills. 

and when she was used up and dry she wouldnt have to trap love with whats between her thighs. 

You see when i was i little girl i was oblivious to things

i thought with my imagination and reality was a dream.

Damn why'd i have to grow up why did things have to change if i could go back in time

rewind i still be a little girl getting box braids sippin on koolaid 

but this time i would see if Martin was on TV