by Lil O, James Ranch, Santa Clara
During my life I’ve been through some things, seen a lot, done a lot, been through a lot. I remember those days when I was a little kid being a little travieso and shhh.
Growing up was hard, my mom didn’t want me to be like my family, she wants me to be a good kid doing good. I was a kid that struggled a lot, got angry all the time. My mom didn’t like that. She used to hit me. She’ll call my uncles and they’ll do the same thing they wanted me to change. I hated my family for a while but as I got older I started to understand why they did what they did. My mom used to call me names when I was little. I never took it to heart. I just laughed. She’ll call me loco. She still calls me that, but you know I feel so much pain because my family hated me. I had people switch up on me, I had females set me up, my boys were fudging with the opposite and my closest boy died RIP E.
Taking all these drugs to numb the pain, but you know shhh happens you just have to get through another day.