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Let me tell you something fucked up

But don't judge me or hate

I've been popping pills since I was eight

I started drinking, snorting, cutting and getting laid

Anything that was harmful to block out the pain 

I lived a fucked up life in a fucked up world

I had a cold heart, I was a lonely girl

I did it all on my own since I was eight years old

By age twelve the streets were my home

I was dealt a shitty hand but I played my cards right

I coulda died in many allies, I shoulda died in many fights

But all that time I kept fighting cuz I knew I was right

I was better than that but treated like shit

Been through some fucked up situations I won't even admit

Been spit on, torn apart and pieced back to fit

In this fucked up world that I don't agree with

But I won't ever change and I won't ever die

Im a  good fucking spirit and God taught me to fly

Taught me to shine bright like all of those nights

That I woke up begging, screaming on my knees 

That I wouldn't remember the shit that I seen

Shit so fucked up itd have you institutionalized

Banging your head off the wall, scratching out your eyes

Now I aint ever scared of anything humans can put me through

God prepared me to do what I need to do

I just wished that he told me what that one thing is

Why the fuck am I here? What the fuck is all this??