Reconcile
Hella Fights at the Crib
[Intro]
I said I wasn't gonna write this but I feel Iike it could help somebody
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
I love my pops but my hair don't brush the same
Sixteen, my momma heavy in the trailer, yeah
Sixteen, two kids, that's hella pain
She's sixteen, he can't afford it
Momma told her to abort it
Thank God that wasn't the story, yeah
When I'm runnin', ain't no starve, yeah
Half-white, I was born losin', lost half of my family
And I ain't even choosin'
In the trailer, I was hangin' with Guatemalans
When my cousin started seein' all the poverty
My momma cheat, my daddy cold, he beat his kids up
My momma leave, my daddy leave, they leave the kids, yeah
I told the doctor that I fell on the table like it was comin'
DCF came to the crib, we lied, said ain't no problems
Ain't tellin' they be fightin', cuttin' off the lights
I watch my momma stab my daddy in the side with a knife
[Bridge]
I be wantin' to leave and run away, I wanna die
Could you spare me some advice?
'Cause it's a lot, too much for eyes, yeah
I wanna die
'Cause it's a lot so could you spare me some advice?