Tried to tell a story, mostly emulating the flow and the end rhymes. Though there's some similarities in the inner schemes. But yeah, enjoy.
Feed: http://forum.trshady.com/viewtopic.php?f=24&t=150133
I passed this little sad thing, slummin' with her kids
The chick can't even act straight, stuck without a crib
So you see the bad thing once I seen the chick
Is the bitch ain't have change up inside her shit
So I tried to lower, and ask this girl if it's tough for her while living poor
And where she's going, if she needs some help to get a car
Like, "lady look at how you living on the boulevard"
But then she tells me "I don't give a fuck 'bout who you are
See all I really want if for you to get out, go!"
Before I knew it she's getting up from the ground slow
And then my knees slip while I'm tryna get down low
Her face was speechless as I began to ask fo'
A peaceful hand while losing my balance
That proud feeling she had vanished while looking up at us
And now she's really realizing the feeling
When ya need some help with that shit
Got her changing how she feels about it
Cause all the pain the worlds caused has her reeling backwards
And pride won't let her ask for some money so she has rent
Cause she just wants to tell me everything she might need
But she can't let you see she's cry-ing, cry-ing