Butterflies

[Verse 1] Born to a beautiful mother, 16 Intelligent, straight A, future prom queen Pops was a high school all star, all state Imma ball out like you just can't wait Years later growing up I'm 8, second grade Reading at a 5th grade rate Teachers say I'm special, gifted, you proud right? At my assembly you scream my name loud right? Now I'm in high school balling just like you College got a 4 ride went to IU Poly sci major then I went to law school Harvard Imma change the world that's what Imma do Start my own law firm history is my turn Fighting cases this court is adjourned But accordingly unfortunately I never even lived Cause mother you aborted me [Hook] Butterflies, babies cry Child dreams that'll never be mine You didn't let me live, you didn't let me live Butterflies, babies cry Child dreams that'll never be mine You didn't let me live, you didn't let me live [Verse 2] Operate, molested all her life Used and abused she'll never be yo wife She gave me all her love, all her sweet kisses Who knew that I would be the answer to her wishes? Said she loved my voice and loved the way I sing She put me in a talent show and let me do my thing Imma make you proud ma Imma take us far Right above the clouds ma Imma be a star I went and did a demo gave it to your friend Tony And tony had a friend of a friend of Sony Girl I got signed and now I'm on my way I'm travelling to Europe touring through LA My album hit the billboard dreams I fulfill But unfortunately this ain't even real Why? So I back track accordingly I never even lived cause mother you aborted me [Hook] [Verse 3] Touchy subject I can never judge right But I would like to offer you some love and some insight Beyond the politics a poor choice and a poor life The common response is do you sentence your life? But common sense put out the consciousness Our love for the gift means we do not exist It's a life that was planted, lungs meant to breathe Eyes meant to read, his gums made to teeth Would the God who orchestrates everything The giver of life and which we receive You got a heavy past, move on to tomorrow Ask God for forgiveness and joy for your sorrow Yeah I pray you let the flower bloom That you won't let your womb be a tomb Yeah I pray you let the flower bloom That you won't let that womb be a tomb And let me live [Hook]