Young life

As we live out our youth, our life is the truth, (express it). You find yourself stuck in this booth, (conquer), of emotions, explosions, questions, poisons, demons, prisons, what are the reasons? Everyone’s goin’ through drama, girls’ #1 dogma, can’t be datin’ the same guy as I did, go and cry to your mama. Boys cheatin’ on them, think they a playa, leave all these girls with a huge stigma. And we look at this see you’re a kid. And before you know it you get stuck in the mid, of this backskid, and as you ran and hid, you became outdid. By people who you thought were friends, and that suspends, and the only one left is your girl friend, and that’ll end, nothing goes as you intend, and your the only one left to defend. And all your feelings and emotions blend. (Gotta’ express ‘em). You find out no one was tellin’ the truth. (Gotta’ conquer ‘em). Now hows that compared to your youth?