Maine Lyrics

Now picture this

A little youngin running around acting up all treacherous

Started skateboarding spray painting on the edifice

Skipping class falling into peer pressure influence

A nighttime guise over his childish innocence

His parents start to notice but they've got their own troubles

Mother screaming she's been on her own it's two that make a couple

But father been working overtime and they ain't paying double

And besides he's just a child he's going to burst up out that bubble

He just needs some time to grow

And his sister needing more attention barely three years old

But he need attention too so with his crew is where he go

And tonight he's got to prove just how hard that he can roll

There's a store on the corner and Brandon just got a gun

And the owner is a old man they close at quarter to 1:00

Told him stick this in his face and tell him give you all the funds

Then we can use that to flip more packs no packing lunch

And you know he like the sound of that green 'cause that mean

That he can use it shooting up you see they turned him to a fiend

And under those circumstances met the woman of his dreams

Or so it seems

When she would get to unbuckling his jeans

So with that up in the back of his mind he walked on in

To the doors of misconception he was welcomed with a grin

But the old man was ready had his hand up on the pin

It wasn't two minutes later that the police busted in

Out the back door he ran dropped the cash when he fell

Though the gun was not recovered he was posted up for bail

6 grand but that's all the family has mother wails

As the father breaks his teeth bloody nose and fingernails

That's just life in Maine

It's a life in a grave

The more you fight with pain

It will bight you the same

They say we all insane

But we all be to blame

That's why I'm trying to paint this picture so y'all can see past the frame

6 months passed he working with his father at the mill

Got his GED but gone are dreams of college getting skills

Working on a rocketship instead he gotta pay the bills

And that EBT hardly make a dent for 12 meals

In a day

And half his father's money go to bottles down the drain

Now the night time the only time he gets to spark a j

No more crew and no girl so all alone is where he lay

But then that woman hit him up and said your baby's on the way

He nearly passed out sat down his body started twitching

Knew he had some mental problems this was altogether different

For the first time through thoughts of suicide he started swimming

Reawoke up in the hospital looked down and saw the stitches

Where he slit open his arms doctor said you learned your lesson

Well in case you haven't take these for your manic depression

But just then a vision of a devil took his mind's possession

Followed by a mandatory weekly therapy session

That's just life in Maine

It's a life in a grave

The more you fight with pain

It will bight you the same

They say we all insane

But we all be to blame

That's why I'm trying to paint this picture so y'all can see past the frame

He back at work now overtime making preparations

Fighting with his baby mama on abortion conversations

But they both know that child her only chance at compensation

And besides she got those habits she don't plan on mitigation

He say fine

if you gon have that child then both of y'all are mine

You better clean your act up no more pills and no more lines

You gon take care of that baby you gon treat it as divine

She started crying said I won't promise nothing but that I'll try

He started saving up got them their own trailer down the road

Stopping at second-hand stores and food pantries on his way home

Thinking about his baby walking around in all her new clothes

But mama hesitant occasional violence he was prone

Like his father

She figures she better have some other options

And besides it doesn't help that the baby came out retarded

left for work that day she went right back to where this whole thing started

As soon as she smelled it cooking she was instantly distorted

Off his medication got home saw Brandon's gun and pills on the table

And Far from rationality his mind was instantly disabled

Four shots rung out silencing the crying in the cradle

One in Brandon, mama, baby, and himself all fatal

that's just life in Maine

It's a life in a grave

The more you fight with pain

It will bight you the same

They say we all insane

But we all be to blame

That's why I'm trying to paint this picture so y'all can see past the frame