Prolly had some big dreams
She was stubborn to them teachers
Don't you tell her bout no preachers
She was always screaming Yolo
She always thought she was solo
Cause her father was a no show
Forward to nineteen she got men fighting
She mistook it for free things
She ended up with a belly
The nurses looked at her funny
She's been cutting at wrists
The World is not her home
When you be breaking them rules
Life is beautiful but it gets ugly for a fool
Work for your future and they'll praise you for your past
Have faith in yourself and you won't need a pastor
You can have fun but you haffi have a plan
You don't wanna end up as a story
You don't wanna end up with a sorry
You don't wanna end up as a story,
You don't wanna end up with a sorry