[Hook]
I was born in the city, I had no home
Had no place to turn to, I was on my own
Had no mamma, had no father, had no friends I had nobody to call on
What was I to do, what was I to do?

[Verse 1:]
Papa had a ginger, maybe that's what he was into
With her kids throughout the winter buying gifts for their December, man
It hit me hard, watching these kids tear their gifts apart
He got them PSP's and I ain't even get a Christmas card
I cried a lot, but I still tried to hide this dying heart
Lies or not, mamma's man was touching children's private parts
It made me sick thinking my sis was in this kind of spot
We're only kids we can't exist inside this kind of dark
Papa chose them, and then mamma chose him
All this shit's unfolding, exploding, it's hard to hold in
Feeling closed in, caring though they gave me this pain
Hoping that they notice that they're parents and then maybe they'll change, but
Papa's brother started fucking his wife
And mamma had another lover every couple of nights
I had a dream I was careless, happy on a great path
Talking, walking with my brother down the train tracks

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