Locked Up
Teen Boy I always kicked it with the homies
'Causing trouble until I got stopped.
When I got pulled over,
Sometimes I cooperated with the cops.
Some of the Police Officers were nice
But when they pulled me over,
I was on ice.
I'd always tell them I was heading home,
But they didn't believe me.
So in the end,
I found myself in a cell
all alone.
When I'm locked up,
Sometimes I was happy
because no one was there to support me
but my family.
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