self hate

Self-hate in my veins while she twistin' up my braids
I'on't got to say a thing cause she know where I remain
I got memories for days, full of faces with no names
Image stained in my brain of me smokin' in the rain
On the porch, **** a Porsche, we ain't never leavin' town
**** a job, **** a gown, we ain't never leavin' Howell
But a lot of things changed since CCD
I used to sleep in the house off D-19
Now it's funny cause kids want to be like me
Cause I know they wouldn't like me if they really knew me