Waking up cold, lonly, and unaware.
Where am i? Detailsz! Please dont spare.
Fathersz in prison; mothersz on drugsz.
All im askin for is a great big hugg.
Tearsz rolling, heartsz pounding. sirens ringing. you hear me?
Sleepin outside, freezing cold, am I homeless? near the.
Up late praying; for a break or a chance.
Only GOD knowsz; being hes the mayne.
That break and that chance; yess i finally got it.
Abused it, used it, how sad; i found it.
Didnt take pride nor any action.
Nor can yew sayy any satisfaction.
At last im here; head high; anotha chance.
I promise the lord id be a better mayne.
Yew sayy yew know mee; you have no idea.
This Im writing; its da real deal.