Broken Home Child

(Verse 1)

I remember watching cartoons on my dads TV/ we were livin' in

Cambridge in house 203/ on Maple Street, I don't remember him

seeing me, he'd always be asleep/ working late shifts so that me and

my grandmother could eat/ she was in the basement, she was just

like a replacement/ for my mom when she walked out the door, fuck

this generation/ my dad was left behind, but he stuck by my side/ I

was 5 when this happened, through my eyes I'd never realize/ all the

disguised lies in my life, all of it stabbing me sharper than knifes/

turned 9 my moms came and went that my dad would date and all of

it meant/ that he tried but surprise those women moved on/ guess

relationships don't end all in a rise, he couldn't deny/ he was broke,

this was goodbye/ I moved in with mom in July, already a guy that

she slept with at night/ tried to act like a father I wish he would die/

moved far away about 200 miles/ took my dad to trials for child care

I wouldn't see him for a while/

 

(Chorus)

Before you criticize my style through your eyes I might be vile/ but all

my pain and anger sits around in a pile/ till I can't smile and I put this

pen on paper it might take a while/ but what you see is the aftermath

of a broken home child

 

(Verse 2)

Few years have passed, at last I see my dad/ said he's been through

hell, bouncing through jobs was sad/ finally he could provide me with

all of what he had, but I turned down the offer cause my mother

made me mad/ 'bout the way he stole my savings and how he was

so bad/ to leave her empty handed I'm just so fuckin' sad/ she'd ever

brain wash me with lies that made him look like that/ now I have

regrets but here's the thing the upswing of the thing/ dads back on

his feet, his mama too at the least/ they still live far away but I know

no bitch will ever feast/ on my delusion again but gotta find a way to

make a relationship exist/ I bet my dad would understand, he already

dealt with this bitch.

 

(Chorus)