Talk about a bind she was too down
She was too lost couldn't be found
Pregnant with a baby and was strung out
Couldn't wait for me to come out
Then I came out and was strung out
Shaking like a fiend in a trap house
In the hospital couldn't come out
Waiting for the drugs just to calm down
Out the hospital to gramps house
To the West west side where I call home
I'm at my gramps and she flushing grams out
So the the gramps was only one to call on
Oooh lord I swear that there's a happy ending
You know they say you can't tell the end from the beginning
And I didn't used to talk about it
I just pushed it to the back of my mind
In the back room of the back room
It was all bad fumes in the back room
Skeleton-filled closets in the back too
But God knows Where you are
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
It's Law dawg and iM grown now
Wait let me get back to when iWas 6 B
Mommy was still "on that" and my daddy tryin to get clean
I was livin with Grammy she struggling with the rent be
But pops got it together to get me
He was on on right path but mommy be high when see me
I'm thinkin she good whole time she on the street B
Thinkin bout all trials that missed me
Both parents was on drugs, tell me how did it miss me
God's plan was blurry in every way it was set B
Lookin at him like what's goin on and he like " hold up"
Oooh lord I swear that there's a happy ending
You know they say you can't tell the end from the beginning
And I didn't used to talk about it
I just pushed it to the back of my mind A.K.A the back room
In the back room of the back room
It was all bad fumes in the back room
Skeleton-filled closets in the back too
But God knows Where you are
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
In the back room of the back room
It was all bad fumes in the back room
Skeleton-filled closets in the back too
But God knows Where you are
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
You can talk about it
You can talk about it