you helped me
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I was used to it,
Being told I never could.
That I would never ammount to shit,
Cause I was from the hood.
I was a thug,
In and out of juvinnile detention centers,
All I wanted was a hug.
at the rough times
of my high school
photogenically speaking
my memory was crystal clear
when you were here
you were always there to root for me
support in all i did
