Remember When We Were Kids

I was raised around religion with the cross above the front door Used to walk a couple yards to the store Summer time, I was ten when my money went To a couple friends that I fed, that's where my mind spent Better days being hit by the sun rays Always had anxiety so I stayed disarrayed Thought I'd never want to grow up Since my father rarely showed up But someone told me that you never stay the same So I looked into the mirror waiting for that exact change Maybe I was never meant to be old Maybe hell is just a lie and it's cold Spiritual ways always tend to follow me But my mother never bothered to unsee god in me Knew that I'd be lost like a stray pup When I needed hope I could barely hang the phone up The darkest times are when I'm explaining my life with rhymes At least I didn't cry The darkest times are when I'm committing moral crimes For not wanting to be alive The darkest times are when I'm explaining my life with rhymes At least I didn't cry The darkest times are when I'm committing moral crimes For not wanting to be alive