Luyện nghe bài hát (Not) ...for the Kids

1]

I come from a little city where it's not
Common to hear a gat a crack deal
In my youth I would steal I couldn't afford
And vandalize what other could, so feelin'
Rebellious, a little hellion hella on competin'
Matured quick into reprehensible demon
I'm to deal with me
Is to whatever soul you previously had
But that's here nor there
In I was the kid, no cares, just jests
I gave a less, no, fuck-less
Never fucked, was invisible
Fuck them times, no flashback
mystery ink, fam, but I wear the mask
Back then, I had a problem authority
And a problem not bein' in control
I'd speak outta in slurs and slang
And curse "fuck" "dick" "slut"
A dog who his chain till it broke (ruh roh)
I learned to slide under the radar as I grew,
So dumb hoes me the fuck alone
Then I got pushed and pissed on for a bit quiet
did they know that I made roasts in front of (where)
Closed doors 3rd grade
Mind but a bird brain
Never knew I would turn that egg to
I'm stupid as shit, right?
Now they a slave to my cranium, got a mind
Now where my friends from grades?
It's a search and find
bet one foots their graves
And, fuck, I'm glad that I till now to complain
You could say this is my aged
Or you say that, whack, be this shit
my high horse, dick, Trojan tactic
Coverin' my self and my—ah,
The was I? Oh right, k
Right out my senior year, was lost on I wanted (yeah)
I started this bitch, and I swore she was the one (slut)
But roughly 2 and a half years of on and off
And doing nothing at all, we fell apart splittin' my heart in
And I had out my job too, like a month before
So I sat in my room, in the dark, for weeks
20 old, feelin weak
I couldn't eat, friends, tweakin' beats
Stuck in my head I... I to cut my neck
And my cousin, out in Cali
The I'd planned on movin' in a year to be a writer
My fam had planted of me in a flight
They could see the signs, I ain't sleep at
I needed to leave behind and I did
to Rob and Blaize and mom and dad
Now I am... Sorta

How can I things worse?
Words bleed through teeth
Some hurt, someone call me
Help, ease words bleeding in attempt to remedy me

2]

Who luggin' of pain over shoulder
Over here, standin'? (who?)
And he got some tale to tell
He worked 8 years to become the man that y'all
On the real though, I you
I can vent to you
You can censor shit I don't
You just make me be dude I respect, that I try to best
You gotta see, I much, yo
But if you let me, could lobotomize, contort minds
Y'all advise while I the insides outta mine
I'll take my
And you can take my
And my (here! Yeah!)
Ever feel I off
Take me back to this moment, I'll hold my tongue in my
Remindin' there ain't no threat I pose
I'm here solely to my soul, see
of the kicks, they costed me
So much, for I went 4 G's in debt
Never bet that my would go so up
I woulda done for ya
in my gut, I'm all for the rules, fun, yeah
Lemme unload my (yeah)
And you can all of the lessons
And let me on to the pain (yeah)
It's more of a curse a blessin'
I'm bettin' you gettin' so restless, I am
Somebody pull up my cause the pencil's
Stuck on the while I'm stuck on the fence
I'm the bottom ain't minced meat, yet
I erase and race, i-rate, cause I rate me so low

Oof, the fuck was that?
You see what happens when you're not

How can I make worse?
Words bleed teeth leveling
Some hurt, please call me
Help, these words bleeding in attempt to remedy me