Yeah, was just a lonely kid from Arkansas.
Young boy who grew up in the crazy house.
Could write a book about the stuff I saw.
Man, I'm just grateful that I made it out.
I know some peope who ain't here today. Like (?) may he rest in peace, R.I.P.
Three shots to the head is how he passed away.
We saw his body layin in the street and I was only twelve then.
Sleepin in the back bed with four siblings

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