Whoa oh oh ohhhhh oh...
Yea you feelin'trapped both your parents left you
Momma's in Colubia Daddy don't respect you
So you been a gypsy since you were like 16
Yea you bein'homeless affects you in ways you don't notice
Goin'thru the motions no one there to guide you
Go ahead light the **** play some **** that you can ride to
Never lettin'out whats really deep inside you
But baby i can slide thru i can help you find you
Whoa oh oh ohhhh oh...
Now you finally found someone
Who loves you just for who you are
Knows that you've been thru some ****
Knows that you've been pushed too far
Still he's trying to pull you
Otherwise you back up
Cause your self conscious is ******'uo tell taht *****"back up"
But you continue like a nomad to the next house
Moved in with the dude so he can trust you
Yes he left now
Lookin'for the blame quit playin'the role of a victim
Be the product of your thouhts not the product of the system
Got me sayin...