uh uh uh uh uh uh uh I swear this sh** ain't right uh uh uh uh I don't even know you and I hate you All I know is that my moms used to date you I hate the motherf**ing God that f**ing made you I take that back, sorry Lord but f** him I'm thankful Think about it, I could've of been your little angel Tuck me in at night's and help me with my times tables And read me fables, I swear this sh** is painful I hope you in jail, n***as ripping up your an*l That's little Rachel, 5'4 eyes hazel She the type to sell s** for them labels She so confused, n***as zipping down her pants She like "What to do?" She won't refuse, cause she don't want them blacks and blues On her eyes, for they have seen so many lies So many times, and cried so many cries She got dreams, wanna be seen on the movie screen Live out in Hollywood, and act like it's probably good And she probably could, she probably would But she stuck in the hood Mama's on crack, jobs ain't calling her back She fading away into the black Into the darkness, her baby brother half retarded And the land-lord want them out of the apartment By April, and it's like April She don't deserve this she's sweeter than maple Since the cradle, she wanna leave You see she can but she's just not able That's little Rachel That's little Rachel That's little Rachel