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Memoirs of a Broken Home
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Memoirs of a Broken Home
my household, in my own eyes
(beat comes in)
the household is nothin but a fight club
over money green as shrubs of bud
greed is the way that I live life
my dad dressed up sharp as a knife
in the time being, I thought he was a shithead
a lazy man laid up on the couch or in bed
but in reality hes just a family man
doin everything, makin ends meet the best he can
and because of the anger, fueled up inside of me
I made the family tense up without realizing
made problems bigger than they shouldve been
and now im praying to God for I have sinned
so lonely so alone
these are the memoirs of a broken home
so lonely so alone
these are the memoirs of a broken home
family feud, forget the game show
this is reality and you all know
stealing from mom and dad on a daily basis
racist dad I thought he was
the family in a crisis
and life should be lived in a positive way
dont live it with screaming and cussin everyday
like how I did, I was 16, but still a kid
and I felt mature inside, but really I was fulla shit
and I threw fits, spoiled I was
by my mother and her family and now Im just a bug
who bugs out, killin myself with stress not joy
and now im lost, like that bear Corduroy
inside the mall, but the mall is myself
cuz im so lost inside, but for real familys my wealth
not these material things that I wanted
all the gucci and jewels that I flaunted
like I was a king, ive been called a dictator
by my mom and that made me hate her
for a bit, but really I love her