Family life
• Written by shaye
I line up the dots like I'm playing connect four
I head for
The place where no one goes which you dread more
Than losing a life
Tou and your girl having a strife
Or one of your freinds cutting you off like a knife
But my life
Man I'm use to the struggle
Dad drinking champagne I'm use to the bubble
But it was more like wine
All the time
A bottle everyday
what can I say
He didn't know his liver was just gonna give away
But maybe one day
Hell realise he made his son emotionless
Not me my brother he tried to make him soulless
As his daughter posting hoish
Pics
Guys showing her their dicks
She does more than Netflix
Guys in her bed doing things unlike trix
Cause their not for kids
An I ain't gonna fib
I just want to protect so she doesn't get capped like lids
Stay strong fella that shit makes me feel worse
Like I died inside and got put in a steel hearse
To my funeral
People taking a piss like a urinal
That's why I write my thoughts down like a journal
But I know you're just trying to be nice
But don't give me advice
I mean you don't know it's not your life
So don't do it unless I ask
Or Ima beet your ass
And you won't react like a noble gas
Drinking out 40s or a flask
I guess I'm like my father
But I'm hypocritical soulless like I bartered
My soul to the devil like Sean carter
Jk please don't kill me
I was just acting silly
Making a joke of the tinfoil heads that are named bully
That smell real fishy like they made some seal meat
Wait that line didn't make sense
I'm getting bored like I'm trying to paint fence
My visions getting cloudy may need a raincheck
Flow so fast it's moving at breakneck
Speed
Somebody remind me what I'm talking bout please
Oh my sister always down on her knees
My father and how he didn't give a damn about me
And told my brother emotions should not be seen
But I still love all them
Even though we may fall down like leaves in the autumn
We always bounce back like we're a Spaulding
And if you really think about it I can't fathom
Being in a family
Without insanity
That shit was damaging
It helped me get better like salad greens
And your probally all mad at me
But I'm probally worse then y'all
And that makes me appal
I guess cursed after all
Always hyper on some worse adderal
All my contradictions
I guess I should shut my lip then
And just focus on my mission
And bring you to the top with me
And bring gifts like I'm down the chimney
And leave a legacy like Whitney
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shaye
Member since January 13 2016