Skola The Champion - Based On A Story

This is so unreal
What I speak is real
I hope you can feel
Everything is revealed
I was drowning
They look down on me
They were frowning
Counting waiting for me to fail
It was me they were clowning
I was weak and frail
Ain't no fairytale
Said I'd end up dead
Or in jail I was on track
They would derail
Felt so sick my skin got pale
I never knew I would live and prevail
Life was just so stale
Negatives inhaled
While doubts exhaled
These thoughts followed
And were swallowed
I was sinking in sorrow
Had no hopes for tomorrow
They say life ain't fair
I never complained
I had pain but nobody cared
The parents I had
Made me bitter and sad
Treated me so bad
Gave me the worst life ever had
Things weren't always good
Wasn't treated as I should
Misunderstood
They ain't love me like I thought they would
Weak and stressed
Feelings unexpressed
I felt less and less
Doubted my success
Life was not the best
I couldn't be me
I had a future I couldn't see
living in misery
It wasn't easy
My mind was full of toxins
All my life I was boxed in
I had no other options
My home was Hell
This a true story I tell
I don't know how I fell
It's like being trapped in a cell
Couldn't be me
I remained in my shell
I got sick and tired
I quit I wasn't fired
I wanted out
Held a strong desire
I walked into more fire
Found the truth
Those folks were liars
I left that home
That fam was not my own
Cussed them out I felt grown
Then I was disowned
I ain't care I always felt alone
I lost everything I had
Angry and sad
But somewhat glad
I'm my own man
Had no mom or dad
I I became a nomad
Best friend was a notepad
Found myself sleeping in streets
No bed pillows or sheets
Raised by evil
I had to lie and cheat
So that I can eat
I don't wanna be a wreck
Need the pain to eject
I learned to pray
Did that everyday
I was saved
Folks had lots to say
Called me faggot
Called me gay
That's all they could say
Ain't no demon I can't slay
I loved music
It was a tool I used it
I stayed outta beef
Changed color like a leaf
Leaked out the grief
Took my life from the thief
I became the chief
I was called fake
Like a brick i ain't break
What I write is my story
I found my escape became great
This ain't the end of my story
My future awaits
God raised a soldier
There's nothing I can't face
Back the fuck up Ima win this race
Show em whose the real disgrace
Theres is no test I haven't aced
Trial is over
I closed this case

Written by:
Drevaun Byrdsong

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