bad connection's to his parent's but when faced,
with a problem he ain't got'em either, it's a disgrace,
he just spit's it out like food with a bad taste,
in his line's which he writes in his notebook,
everyday is a fight, no if's, no but's,
this shit need's to be took out like show cut's(shortcuts),
it's why he never speak's much,
he even wonder why he's heart beat's, fuck,
cause he don't really wanna live,
the dad he most fear's he gonna give,
him a few dig's he wonder's in this moment if,
he should just run away,
why has daddy got a gun eh,
all you see is his body drop, as the gun popped,
now he seem's shocked is this a dream it's got,
to be, for the first time he care's but only for himself,
it's a sad story worst thing is the mother, the whore won't help,
