Why is my life set up for failure y'all
Wrapped up in a fast light for suicidal act
I'm ashamed, ashamed of my life
Smile when she open the mail
I can care less what the people say to y'all
My momma told me to find a man to take care of me
Im pregnant by a dude and hes not 16
Born orphans with nothing to offer is the least of my problems
18 years and 9 months developing, raising in prison
Phony tried to smile in my face
Im so mad, this is me, Im so hurt, this is me
Telling myself that its a lil' pregnancy phase
L is for the liars that have surrounded me
I blame my mother for not teaching me the different types of man
She tolds her somethings up with a black eye
He made me in denial of every word I pray
I insecurity, my head down in these streets
The voice that you are, the voice of the young people
She didnt make a difference, even though she couldve
I guess I'll never make a difference
I insecurity, my head down in these streets
I insecurity, my head down in these streets
But I shouldve knew something was real
E eternal hope and this is my life
No telling what tomorrow gonna look like, yeah right
And I dont really blame the man
E eternal hope and this is my life
L is for the liars that have surrounded me
I aint got no pictures of my mother
Kept a nice mink on her back
I wake up everyday to the same old foster mother
So why should it be but Im a be alright though
Meanwhile I got a goose and my goose's got patches
F my future, there isnt one
F my future, there isnt one
Parents like dj vu, stomach is starving
Life never understood its stand
E eternal hope and this is my life
So I stay, wait for my body phase
Who am I to tell you what you failed to realize
But I like his style, his whip is mean
We break out in rage, venting all the hurt inside
Look in my eyes, bags from the tears that I cried
Papa tried to sell me twice on the late night stop by
L is for the liars that have surrounded me
So ashamed of a life that was started
Everyday it's the same old no talent
F my future, there isnt one
And he does buy me things but he beats on me
The voice that you hold within you
She was a crack fiend, nothing like pot mother
And disrespected and under depression
My side of the story being that it's so consistent
I ask God if He could take the pain away
3 months pregnant idiotically I departed
Im feeling like my life is unbalanced
F my future, there isnt one
Telling me that this was my place
I come to her for a little advice
Telling me to know my place
And the people who lied
When all in reality Im being discouraged
