| May every child who goes astray
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| Eventually find their way, one day
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| Let’s go
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| A happy man and wife, life worth while
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| Married two years then they had their first child
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| He was so excited though it was not a boy
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| His little princess soon became his pride and joy
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| Believed in family, that was his universe
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| She was brought up knowing God, raised in the church
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| She was sheltered by her father’s safe ways
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| Elementary school to middle school straight A’s
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| Couldn’t tell it all this is just a summary
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| Everybody talked about how great she’s gonna be
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| And she was on that path but no too far along
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| Now she at school seeing things she never saw at home
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| Class mates wild, starting trouble up
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| The other girls wearing skirts, she was covered up
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| Curious thoughts in mind she tryna walk the line
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| But now she wondering what she been missing all this time
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| Once it’s gone all you can do is reminisce
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| Broken pieces of a young life shattered innocence
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| Before and after, then and now no resemblance
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| Hope and pray you never have to echo these sentiments
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| A change was happening slowly but who could tell
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| Tired of following the rules, started to rebel
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| She not the same girl her grades dropping off
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| Talking back, attitudes, mouth popping off
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| Her mama getting scared, what should we do then?
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| She at the school running with a clique of new friends
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| She they checked the room and saw a bigger threat
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| Found some weed and a half a pack of cigarettes
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| Tried to talk to her, she wasn’t listening
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| So daddy implemented some physical discipline
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| Back to the old school, he put that belt on her
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| No abuse but he left a couple of welts on her
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| She told her home chick, «I need to move quick
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| I done grew sick of this, my daddy too strict»
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| Tripping from A to Z, that ain’t the way to be
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| Her friend said, «I got the remedy, come stay with me»
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| Been out the house a month, her new life was deep
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| She went from school everyday to maybe twice a week
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| No more curfew now she can go wherever
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| He friend’s mama real cool they all smoke together
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| Happy that she was free, no longer in solitude
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| Wild and rude, having sex with a college dude
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| That life didn’t play around man, it took her early
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| Seventeen but them drugs got her looking thirty
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| But she so naive she don’t regret her deeds
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| Her parents feeling like they never should’ve let leave
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| Now five months later the wounds are opened more
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| Happened to run into her father in the grocery store
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| Right at that moment then he saw his world end
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| She said, «Daddy, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend»
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| He wondered long as he painfully drove home
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| «How could I do everything right and it still goes wrong» |