LOVE YOUR LYRICAL LIPS.

Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights 

We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right 

in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite 

all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above 

 Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up 

I said what you wanna be, she said, “Alive” 

It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes 

I coulda died, time went on, I got grown 

Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home 

to find lil Sasha was gone 

Her mamma said she with a man that be treatin her wrong 

I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show 

that I would one day see her standin in the front row 

But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school 

With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper