And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
I know the world gets cold and the days get long
My mom and dad don't love me, never got along
And deal with the hell that was in front of me,
Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy
Put the words in front of my face and tell me how to relay it,
And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet
And left it in front of their back door
Turn it up a little more
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv
My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers
Slappin' teachers and jackin' off in front of my counselors
You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust
Took care me of his whole life, 'till the last moment,
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