It's me

I'm 5 foot 6 attitude cocky
like 50 cent taking rick ross's girl out for some ice cream
i'm not the typical kid who writes about hardships,
life in boces with mom's and dad's getting divorces,
i'm a military brat, that's what I is,
a kid born in Pensacola, Florida,, with 2 sisters and a brotha
at the age of one we moved to queens new york,
flushing to be exact 45 25 bowne street was were my house was at,
i went to ps24 round the blcok, kids of different races and brackgrouds running and what not,
we then move to MI, michigan baby thats where I was at, went to school which was at first kind of wack,
all white no diversitty around my block, games consisted of tic tac toe, racketball, hockey, and golf,
there was no b-ball at the park after dark,
i reall saw forms of discrimination at my school,
cause everyone thought my family was a fool,
cause me my brohter and sister were like the token black kids in the neighboorhood,
but that strived us to do better then the rest and do better then them on every test,
I was the one in my family who tried to make everyone laugh, by entertaining them I was a fool,
doing dumb stuff like pretending I was part of the heartbeats in my living room,
Sometimes I was out of line, acting worse then I was nine,
and mom and dad had no problem letting my behind know,
and at times it felt good to rest my ass in the snow,
they say well they loved me, and thats why they hit me,
but damn that was a lot of loving they was giving me