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Here I go making my friends when I'm manic

And losing them once I'm depressed

Abandoned my hope for a life living lavish

'cause my table shattered the minute I left

Fragments to others, but all that I have

Burn it like rubber, brakes versus gas

Fire in my soul Imma forge up the glass into

Weapons and sculptures that compliment trash

Walking cadaver

I'm walking the gallows

And gallop through shadows of battles

That conquered the cattle of innocence

Gone in a minute

I'm feeling like winning

The kin of the wicked got nothing they turning to stone

By the villains that sit in their throne

Ghost now begone

A tale of two cities with modernized font

Buried the past with the work that we're on

They murdered our odds while they spoke of our flaws

My father and mother suffered the cause

Coursed by the greed of a law

Suffering poverty, lowest degree

Treated like nuisance

I can't believe

He had to beg

Family just to get something to eat

Rice and the beans, man, they kept him alive

Savored the scraps of the meat he would hide

This childhood gave him a mission to strive

'Cause he would be damned if his children were tried

To suffer the same

Playin' a game where we start out with nothing

Monopoly taught us that money will govern

Whether you suffered or controlled em like puppets

And rolling the dice with a virgo, you play at 100

'cause they like the green

Yeah, they like the gold

Strategizing like they've had it before

This was a fact that our mother resisted to harness

She wanted her men to be galant and honest

Not like her father who got up and vanished

Leaving his children all scared and abandoned

Fend for themselves 'cause their mother had died

A life filled with trauma that most

Would never survive

To make it all worse

They called her a w***e of the town

Not knowing her baby dad lied

He had a family of his own and now

He is a victim 'cause he is

Missing out on the life of my sister

A beautiful life

This is the family that raised me

Forgive me if i'm not always roses and daisies

The trauma been passed down through babies

And it's getting so hard just to keep it inside

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