When I was little a kid,
I was not at all shady,
Sure, I did my stuff,
But I wasn't rough,
Each slap I took,
Felt my mind quake,
Scars of the past,
Can be seen today,
Daddy wasn't around,
Did he want to be?
Guess I'll never know,
He found another hoe,
This may sound harsh,
But that's what this is,
Anger in few lines,
No punches through the wall,
Just another misplaced mind,
Mistook me for a wrong seed,
Had to pay the due,
Being born was my crime,
Who knew?
