_{I wish my life didn't turn out the way it had
if I could only do it all again but alas
it's too late for all that coulda shoulda woulda mess
and I'm way too strong to be walking around sad and depressed
but I get mad when I think about the way it is
and the way it was when me and my big sister was kids
who's to blame? it's a shame—I'm so confused
and deep in my soul I feel the pain; mama it's true
I don't know where I came from. where am I headed?
when will it all be copacetic instead of hectic?
my childhood was nonexistent
my sister had to be a woman at sixteen with no assistance
where was your god when my life was going down the drain?
late at night didn't you hear me calling out his name?
or was it meant for me to be a black sheep when all I wanted to be was happy
now how hard could that be for mama's pride and joy?}

_{-X Raided}