By Myself

Age three I woke up told my daddy not to go to work

He ain't give a fuck he wanted bread to drink and go berserk

He came home fucked up couldn't walk because his back hurt

That day my parents marriage was put on a t-shirt

Few months later daddy living at my grandma house

Had to bring him food and water just to help him out

Back at home momma cursed his name up in her mouth

Didn't know why shit I had to figure out

Fast forward down bad living in inglewood

Parents working stacking up money looking good

Had a best friend, his pops banged in the hood

Looking for his dad they popped him right where he stood