Jane

He said wassup, Jane said hi, he could tell by the look in her eye that she
been fucked over way too many times, and he promised that he wouldn’t be like
every guy
Time went by everything cool, two kids and a house with a pool. Moved from the
hood to the burbs for the schools
Finally found a good guy didn’t know what to do
She knew he’d probably leave her if she told him the truth, she kept it bottled
up with prescription pills and booze
Backtrack, ten years way before they met
Growing up everything was a mess
Her mom bringing home a new guy every single night
Lotta fights, lotta sex with a lotta different men
One night, Jane’s mom got too drunk and she blacked out, her man went in Jane’s
room and he sat down
He said she was kinda cute as he half smiled, started touching them titties
blastin up in the background
She was young although didn’t know nothing going on started reaching off her
bed trynna grab her phone
She was barely 100 pounds, didn’t even stand a chance
Oh boy, ripped her shirt then her fucking pants, she was screaming and bleeding
while she was praying to god, that this monster on top of her would fucking
stop, after a while, he got up and he stormed out wishing she was never born
layin there worn out. Pretty Dominican man stole her innocence now she felt
what’s the point of prayin god isn’t hearing it, wish that I could disappear I
never thought I’d live this shit. (never thought I’d live this shit)
He said wassup, Jane said hi, he could tell by the look in her eye that she
been fucked over way too many times, and he promised that he wouldn’t be like
every guy
Time went by everything cool, two kids and a house with a pool. Moved from the
hood to the burbs for the schools
Finally found a good guy didn’t know what to do
Truth is, meeting someone like him was unforeseen
Cause she was HIV positive at just 14, passed it on to her kids and her man too,
nightmares at the night she got ran through
She knew tellin her secret was way past do, so she got up and she went to the
bathroom. Started writin down her thoughts on a paper while the man was at work
and her kids in the classroom. She couldn’t help but feel like givin up and
fuckin dying, gettin tears on the paper couldn’t stop cryin
All the years she been fuckin lyin, picked up the pen and she kept writin.
She loved her man and she loved her kids
She couldn’t live with the guilt then she got upset, so she popped 100 pills at
the fuckin script
This the story bout how Jane let someone in. (never thought I’d live this shit)
He said wassup, Jane said hi, he could tell by the look in her eye that she
been fucked over way too many times, and he promised that he wouldn’t be like
every guy
Time went by everything cool, two kids and a house with a pool. Moved from the
hood to the burbs for the schools
Finally found a good guy didn’t know what to do