Luyện nghe bài hát Reality Pt.4

Times changed was dealing with so much
But at the same time a lot that I overcame
Went from hungry last now dressing in cashmere
It's just a bag I brag
I struggled the past years
I had a empty would eat me a stale bagel
Thanksgiving Day only me at the table
No or family demons surrounding me
Sometimes I had thoughts of jumping off the
But um, I kept chewing on Doublemint
Leftovers in my stomach like pieces of crumbs
Around the crowd they telling me "hit the blunt"
My don't want me like we don't want Donanld Trump
I was tryna keep it cool for my
Them long lines standing in food pantry
Wasn't a joke, losing my
Got bags under my eyes like a wrinkled tote
It was no sleep at all pissed in the ,no stalls
Found a home then we was gone then leaves than fall
On my this shit was trauma
Ain't have a solid so how could we see a comma?
While I was sleep it was running over my mom feet
so she could work to get us something to eat
Lets get deep, I'm hurting as I
When life you dust just get a broom and sweep
At 11 who you telling everything was me downs
Jumped and by 20 people while others stand around
Nobody helped, everyday I invisible
School so grimy the don't even got principles
Once I turned 12 it was all
Roaming the streets looking for D when I couldn't spell
Fighting demons with a face like everything swell
fast forward let me show you how my life has failed
Remember nights with no lights or gas?
Washing up at the sink tryna my ass with cold water
My entire body was freezing believe it
Jesus put me for a reason
15, fucking on a man 35 good in the beginning
ate my soul alive fooled myself thinking its love
The way he layed me
But all we did was fuck and went to KFC
It's sad, I myself hated myself
All because I wasn't raised with a belt
I know mama I hurt you out pass curfew
You deserve to sit back but I you
Remember when my got 11 plays?
Mama we here now the better days
So I'll be damned if I let a nigga take it
They body dropping in a like they break & escape
Never going back to them old days of them low plays
So I these niggas like I'm giving them roleplay
The greatest things to the ones that waited gotta be patient
It's about all my albums got my wallet on Fat Albert
I donate to the money, toys, and flowers
We was in it more than hours the feeling was
300 people in one household the same shower
People got fucking nerve to be mad that they rent due
When out here on the curb with covers and ripped shoes
The homeless be the ones good hearts I feel bad
they put everyone first by giving away they last
Think it!