Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Pt.4

Times changed was dealing with so pain
But at the same time it's a lot that I
Went hungry last year now dressing in cashmere
It's just a bag I brag
Cause I the past years
I had a fridge would eat me a stale bagel
Thanksgiving Day only me at the table
No friends or demons surrounding me
Sometimes I had thoughts of jumping off the
But um, I kept on Doublemint bubblegum
Leftovers in my more like pieces of crumbs
Around the wrong crowd they me "hit the blunt"
My father don't want me like we want Donanld Trump
I was tryna keep it for my mammy
Them long lines standing in food pantry
Wasn't a joke, losing my
Got bags under my eyes looking like a wrinkled
It was no at all pissed in the bushes ,no stalls
Found a home then we was gone then more leaves than
On my this shit was trauma
have a solid number so how could we see a comma?
While I was sleep it was rats running my mom feet
Just so she could work to get us to eat
Lets get deep, I'm hurting as I
When life paid you just get a broom and sweep
At 11 who you telling everything was hand me
Jumped and by 20 people while others stand around
helped, everyday I felt invisible
School so the principal don't even got principles
Once I turned 12 it was all
Roaming the streets looking for D I couldn't even spell
Fighting with a poker face like everything swell
Let's forward let me show you how my life has failed
Remember them nights no lights or gas?
Washing up at the sink tryna clean my ass with water
My entire body was freezing best it
put me here for a reason
15, on a man that's 35 good in the beginning
Then ate my alive fooled myself thinking its love
The way he layed me
But all we ever did was and went to KFC
It's sad, I degraded hated myself
All because I wasn't raised with a belt
I know mama I hurt you staying out pass
You deserve to sit but I overworked you
Remember when my got 11 plays?
Mama we here now the better days
So I'll be damned if I let a nigga it away
They dropping in a instant like they break & escape
Never going back to old days of seeing them low plays
So I entertain these niggas like I'm them roleplay
The greatest things comes to the ones waited gotta be patient
about organization all my albums got my wallet on Fat Albert
I to the shelters money, toys, and flowers
We was in it more than hours the feeling was
300 in one household using the same shower
People got some fucking nerve to be mad that they due
When people out here on the curb covers and ripped shoes
The homeless be the ones with hearts I feel bad
Cause put everyone first by giving away they last
Think it!