♥♥♥ Fan 3: Broken Home ♥♥♥

Fan 3 is my favorite female rapper. She has lyrics that cut straight to the heart in various pleasurable, personal and life topics. She is a white girl with blonde/brown hair and she sounds black when she raps.

I dedicate this to everyone whose parents have split up.
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This chick goes to school in her brand new Benz
It's filled with her friends
But when the day ends
It's colder
She just found out her parents' marriage is over
She's s'posed to understand when she's older
At least that's what her parents told her
But now she's gone off on them
Because they can't scold her
There's tears in her eyes
She yells and she cries
Her world tumbles down and
She wishes to die
She has to comply
When her life's gone awry
So she turns to her mom
Looks her in the eye
"How could you push him away?
Please, Mom, make him stay
We'll wake up tomorrow
It will be a new day
You can try to work it out
He don't have to bounce"
Not an ounce of respect
Left death to her parents' tongue
This is shame, gonna be fun
She’s done, had enough
Coping with this is bound to be tough

One young girl
And she's cold outside
The cold
Scared to the bone
But trying to be bold
But when she wakes up
She's all alone
In her broken home

Two months later
She's got miles on her car
From going out to her dad's
Cause he lives so far
And her mom's crying
Cause she ain't got the first check
They're about to lose the house
But this chick would bet
That if her mom would stop boozing and using
Then they would stop losing
Everything that they had
But she's so mad
So angry and sad
And she wants more than anything to live with her dad
But her dad's generous with 24 grand a year
And her mom has the nerve to shed one tear?
So she stands up eye to eye
Watches her mom cry
And lets out all the feelings inside
She yells "Yo, trip! Stop crying like you dying
Stop trying to make me feel bad for you
After all the drama me and my brother went through
You have the NERVE to carry on like you do?
You act like a child and I'm your mother
So girl, get up and go take care of my brother!
Stop yelling at me cause you ain't got no excuse
And I'm NEVER gonna feel sorry for you!"

One young girl
And she's cold outside
The cold
Scared to the bone
But trying to be bold
But when she wakes up
She's all alone
In her broken home

Now you see my life
And you see what I'm about
And I doubt even now you can figure me out
Just because I don't have love
Don't feel for me
Do what you have to do to write your own love story

One young girl
And she's cold outside
The cold
Scared to the bone
But trying to be bold
But when she wakes up
She's all alone
In her broken home
blossomingbeauti blossomingbeauti
36-40, F
1 Response Dec 14, 2012

As a teacher, I know so many kids who have to parent their parents. Sometimes it's the kids who act like total fools in class, and then they turn around and ask me if they can make a phone call and they're the one making sure all the little siblings get to the babysitters tonight, or that the non-custodial parent knows where they are, or they didn't eat breakfast and didn't bring much lunch or sleep much when mom was out last night. It's hard for a kid like that to give **** ALL about math problems or literary analysis. I wasn't familiar with this song before I read your post, but the story is way too familiar. Thanks for sharing.

Thanks for sharing. I agree. Kids who have to be the parents have overflowing plates but do what they can cause they don't want to go to the foster system or they don't want the government to come in and break up their siblings and them or possibly break up what's left of their family.

I read a book about a girl who grew up way too fast. She was four years old when her mom started spiraling down into bad depression after having a miscarriage. She started making her own food, climbed on the counters to get the seasonings and use the stove. Went many years cooking for herself and her mom, bathing her mom, refusing to tell anyone for fear of them taking her or her mother away. It's quite the emotional toll for a kid.