To dissident
Or miss events
That I didn't get
Into yet
Uninvited
To the whole array
Incidental enticement
That is "...to say"
Brother why is it cool
To have your wedding
To make me a fool
I'm not on the list
But my son is the groomsman?!
Ain't that some SHIT!
So you fucked me five ways
Cause I dissed on your trauma
That I had to be displaced
From your Mama and your Papa
Trouble you were told
Was always to come from me
So quit with the fake shit
Like I abused my family
I wasn't allowed at Christmas
Since before the year 2000
I was shut out, called out
And made a dissed lout not even
A shout out
Even the cops were called in
To beat me to Hell
And try and lock me up
To keep me in the jail
You've never been my siblings
Just so both of you know
Just because your Mom likes to
Gift things to me
Doesn't make it so
Hold on a sec
Let me put a hook in this track
*Family aren't always there
For some it is never
So you better beware
You may think that you're clever
Just because you're of my blood
Doesn't make you my family
Just because you hate me
Enough
Doesn't mean that eventually
I won't hit you back
So don't you hate on me
Whatever the fact
Is
I have got a son
Almost too grown to recognize
I've never been allowed
A sane and sober
Part of his entire life
Cause you were always crying
Foul
Blood not family
That I was not sane or sober
Until eternity
I was kept from my only son
Until he dissed on me
Til finally I said fuck it...
It's fucked
It's fucking dead
Eventually
Tried all the drugs
for decades
You had led
Me to
Accused me of doing
These other ones
*Ones I wasn't using
Weren't a part of my club
So like Nuffy used to say
"If you're accused of it
If your penalty is got
Then why in the ever loving fucking Hell not?"
Make it just that way
If you're already getting fought
To be real straight about this
Don't get caught up
It ain't no joke
'cause
I went the wrong way
Down a dead end street broke
Found out it's no child's play
And learned real lessons
The hard way
Dope
...sinned
In the East, in the West and
Even gone South
Caught up and pinned
Even raped and kicked out
On the street day and night
...there getting beat
Almost to death
Without a fight
Almost reaped
What you had sewn
Such a shame
Where is this goin'?
The name of my game is:
*Family aren't always there
For some it is never
So you better beware
You may think that you're clever
Just because you're of my blood
Doesn't make you my family
Just because you hate me
Enough
Doesn't mean eventually
I won't hit you back
So don't you hate on me
Whatever the fact
Is
Those days are long gone
And you're still there
a singing
Your song
That I'm 'probly off on a tare
Your perpetual tune
Bring Brooks to a ruin
You'll "be there?" when
I do
Get real
Do the work
"Work on myself"
Pray to your perch
See to myself
As to
"How you feel..."
But oh ho ho
not now
You'll let me know how
And not on "zoom"
Ghosted.
Boasted.
Get lost and get a tune.
Y'all just don't love me
For
Who I am now
"A father. A husband. A brother, an uncle. A liver, a lover, a creator, one who loves justice."
"A creator of blossoms in my daughter and her childhood, who has both my last names and a father she can because I could."
A real man, and how.
That's how I got out
But "maybe you can soon"
If I can "make it out"
Of the nasty shit
I exhume
Your SHIT
I never got out of
Near a decade past
Never found a home for my one love
A place it can last
Never able to do
In the last three decades
Gone
Of never seeing you
Like this isn't my song
Maybe you'll get the jist
Put this one on the list
Of the "stories I like to tell..."
'Bout how my entire family dissed me
To go to fucking Hell
Refused inistently to
List me, or be nice see me or put me
On their membership plan
"Iced to the tee!"
The designated damn gambit ran
And said "you go to Hell"
Hope you die in the sand
Beneath ya
Sounds like
The "starter" run out
On Earth I guess
Down there I'll meet ya'
"Right in mouth!"
But I'm just
Blessed
Right now learning
About "Who's Who"
Time to stop trying
Cause it sure ain't you
*Family aren't always there
For some it is never
So you better beware
You may think that you're clever
Just because you're of my blood
Doesn't make you my family
Just because you hate me
Enough
Doesn't mean eventually
I won't hit you back
So don't you hate on me
Whatever the fact
Is
"We all lost."
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