Broken Past Unreleased

As I'm fading into my broken childhood
Remembering the days I was growing up in the hood
Mama always drinking as I play with my toys I never understood
But if I had every chance to help I wish I could
Member every day from bad to good yea
People really don't see the real side of me
There's 2 sides to every nigga but only one side of me
Family thinkin im like a money tree
Cuz I've switched to the dark side of me
I see the rotting side of my family tree
All the abuse and drug use
I went through a lot child abuse and seen a lot of substance abuse
I've Been discriminated all you pussy niggas did was accuse
Treatment ain't helping my drug use
Cuz ain't nobody knows the abuse I been through
Bitches be saying I love you
But down right I'ma have to say fuck you
Cuz that shit is never true
Bitches just want the blue
That's why I ain't fuckin with u
Contemplating the suicidal thoughts that a coming for me and not u
Cuz I just finished my note
And I ain't gonna slit my throat I'ma use the gun that u tote
Its too late if you read note cuz you should avoid the issue
And at the funeral you gon use tissue's
And i remember every hit
And know im making music hits
Nigga hurry the fuck i wanna hit this shit
And if im successful i kno if i die there will be candles lit
Listening to florida jit
My bitch say ima a badass jit
She was all up on my dick
Yea know she want to take a pic
Bitch ima rollin 60's crip