18 at midnight
Wondering what’s next for me
Or the flip side
A couple broken condoms?
A couple more broken hearts in my musuem?
Wondering how long these people will be there for me
How long they will stand for me
How long before these girls stop to fall for me.
Last night I fell asleep wanting more
More from momma
More from friends
More from my baby girl
More from people who wouldn’t put their hand up to do jack for me.
I woke up and I realized issa cold world now
Nobody looking for out for nobody
So Imma just try and be that somebody who makes a difference
Instead of being somebody who’s always looking up to somebody else to make the difference