It’s time for another Juvie Jam.
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When I was a boy I was raised in the trap
Never wanted a toy unless it resembled a gat
Me and my little brother was skinny ‘cuz we were barely eatin’
We got our water from a neighbor’s pipe that was leakin’
Mama stayed in her room ‘cuz she was always tweakin’
Daddy was in prison, they didn’t free him
I used to see my Grandma every other weekend
Not anymore because she has trouble breathin’
I think my family just needed help
By the time I was 9 I had to fend for myself
That same year I started bangin’, I found another family
They taught me loyalty and respect
They understand me
They taught me love, they taught me care
They taught me to never snitch and to that I solemnly swear
While other kids had books and backpacks
I had hooks and crack bags
I have no feelings to feel
Just worried about a ceiling and meals
Every night I walk into a cloud of meth smoke
Every night I lay on my bed and ask myself is life and death a joke?
-C
Also. THIS. Those budding artists, let me tell ya…
Love,
Taylor
Love, Taylor 