I WAS SENT TO A DETENTION CENTER

My parents sent me to a detention center, also known as bedroom,18

They told me I must stay in the facility, until I learned how to groom,

They ordered I cut the hair growing from my ears,

Then, told me cut my nose hairs; that brought me to tears,

Nose hairs really make the man, that is the judgement of all my county peers.

I SLEPT WITH MY MR. TUTTLE DOLL

My mama laid me down to sleep, with my Mr. Tuttle doll,

Mr. Tuttle was a dead pet rat, stuffed by my Auntie Moll,

We grew up as jobless, poor,

Couldn't afford stuff from a store,

So, we stuffed our pet animals, like nanna, with Pappy Sol.