My Environment
My fist will baby sit his if he don't watch his mouth
I'm a negro.. with a ego as far as he know take me to jail when they take me to hell mother ***er I'm build for it can't you see father I ain't no kid no more
no reason to lie
my mother raised me Anthony
no need to lie be real with me and tell me you wasn't coming home...
So I wouldn't be patiently waiting for a ghost to come home.
You tell me never meant to leave me alone..
Never meant me to grow up on my own.
Question ?
what's your reason for not coming home?
Was that my mother was to much woman for you to control.
To much curves and hips for you to hold on.
Ain't seen my father in so long..
How many beers did it take for you to see that BUD wasn't gonna keep that LIGHT on for you.
Why couldn't you see that BUD- wasn't making you any WEISER..
Bring yourhome my patience is wearing thin.
Trying to be a better man.
They tell me I got big shoes to fill...
I say Nah I through his shoes away long time ago I'm walking my own path.
Superman who you try to be...
Remember when Louis Lane called for him no matter where he was what he was doing
he flew to her.
What I'm trying to say dad is for your family no distance matters.