I fell in love in 10th grade
Enslaved by my heart
A freshman with blue eyes and blonde hair played the part.
We had our ups and downs and everything in between,
I was a crip slangin scripts and she was my queen to be.
As we grew older we started to grow distant,
I left the gang life but she's the one who missed it.
I matured into a man and she turned her back on me,
But there's no turn of phrase that could turn the pain from me.
I learned she'd never grow to be the woman that I could love,
So I left her in the past with my former self "the thug".
Childhood was fun I'm still clutching the memory,
I got lost in the moment
She was stuck for a century