Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Pt.4

Times changed was with so much pain
But at the same time a lot that I overcame
Went hungry last year now dressing in cashmere
It's a bag I won't brag
I struggled the past years
I had a fridge would eat me a stale bagel
Thanksgiving Day only me at the table
No friends or family surrounding me
I had thoughts of jumping off the balcony
But um, I kept on Doublemint bubblegum
in my stomach more like pieces of crumbs
Around the wrong crowd they me "hit the blunt"
My father don't want me like we don't want Trump
I was tryna keep it cool for my
Them long lines standing in food pantry
Wasn't a joke, my hope
Got bags under my eyes looking a wrinkled tote
It was no sleep at all in the bushes ,no stalls
Found a home then we was gone then more leaves than
On my mama this was trauma
Ain't have a solid number so how could we see a
While I was it was rats running over my mom feet
Just so she could to get us something to eat
get deep, I'm hurting as I speak
When life paid you dust get a broom and sweep
At 11 who you everything was hand me downs
Jumped and stomped by 20 while others stand around
Nobody helped, I felt invisible
School so grimy the principal even got principles
I turned 12 it was all hell
Roaming the streets looking for D when I couldn't spell
Fighting demons with a poker face like swell
Let's forward let me show you how my life has failed
Remember them with no lights or gas?
Washing up at the sink tryna my ass with cold water
My entire was freezing best believe it
put me here for a reason
15, on a man that's 35 good in the beginning
Then ate my soul alive fooled myself thinking its
The way he layed me
But all we ever did was and went to KFC
It's sad, I degraded hated myself
All this because I raised with a belt
I know mama I you staying out pass curfew
You deserve to sit but I overworked you
when my music got 11 plays?
Mama we here now these the better
So I'll be if I let a nigga take it away
They dropping in a instant like they break & escape
Never back to them old days of seeing them low plays
So I entertain these like I'm giving them roleplay
The greatest things comes to the ones waited gotta be patient
It's about organization all my got my wallet on Fat Albert
I donate to the shelters money, toys, and
We was in it more hours the feeling was sour
300 people in one household using the same
People got some nerve to be mad that they rent due
When people out here on the curb with covers and ripped
The be the ones with good hearts I feel bad
Cause they put everyone first by giving away last
Think it!