Deeper than the ocean.

runaway?
get away?
I need a break.
where's my life going?
the pain keeps growing.
I can't trust my niggahs, even though I know them.
7 years old pop's through me in a group home.
every other month I'd end up in a new home.
life is tough.
life is fucked.
so a ran.
& now im sitting here in the fucking field, there's blood out here.
I realize this is real.
Its deeper than death.
Deeper than than the ocean I can tell you that.