[Intro] Yeah I couldn't sleep I couldn't sleep so I wrote a song True story [Verse 1] Sorry for the absence I've been tripping Talking about things that I don't really wish to dip in Listen: I'm not the one to hold you to your flaws Cause I easily get lost, in the jaws of the beast He's the force that caused me to ignore my beliefs As I feast on this literature - she's on the brink of her Second abortion Her uncle Johnny forced his **** in her Now she's sick and intuition is a little much Crushed, by the weight of her dreams, she pleases G's by the bridge for a minimum fee Crushed, another Xanny to numb her from head to feet Crushed, another roach as her wooden floor creaks And the neighbours aren't asleep yet She can hear it through the wallpaper Every cough Every secret Every kick he delivers when he's off the liquor, and she's the only one near [Chorus] My palm shivers as I write this (True story, true, true story) X3 My palm shivers as I write (beatboxing) [Verse 2] Focused on the craft Since a little kid, he would dream of mars in his bars But they laughed every time he spitted Rhymes littered with a false image Cars, b**hes, and riches that he had never seen But he met a queen, seventeen She was everything he needed Two-fifteen, they would meet up by the pharmacy at Hidas And they would hit up the trees, and talk about their beliefs before they split up He was from the suburbs She was from the Tura He was living easy She always had to zula But she inspired his raps, became truer The story about her uncle almost turned him to shooter Intruders in her life made him loyal to her Dreams to be a lawyer He always focused on the bigger picture I always keep a picture I won't forget her Hope heavens better, you're my Coretta [Chorus]