I got deeper into music .. Until the only person I listened to was Angel Haze .. In the morning .. In the evening and at night ... All day long .. No communication with anyone .. Because nothing else mattered .. I found a place of mellowness .. And I was willing to stay there until I died ... Until .. My mom attacked me with a lot of bs .. Saying I had a rebellious spirit in me because I wasn't like her other 6 children she had ... She punished me all the time and it always went back to the reason of me liking women .. I learned to ignore it .. And she saw that it didn't bother me .. So she took everything from me and threatened to kick me out .. Dad didn't care .. He just cursed at me all the time .. They both started to call me out my name ... Hood rat , foolish , crazy , devilish, rebellious ... It took a toll on me .. I cried almost every night .. But my heart grew cold ... So I just owned the shit ... Call me what you like ... You can't live for me ...
