Smoke Weed Everyday
I Wake Up in The Mornin
Hear The Click Clack Of The A-K
Im tryin To Win Em Back
Im Seeing Daddy Locked Clocked With The Pistol To His Brain
All He Cares About Is Slanging That K
He So High He Cant Even Remember My Name
Daddy So In The Zone All On His Mind Is How He Gonna Get To His
Next Fix So High On K
Coulden't Remember My Name Eyes Pitch Red
Looks Like He Cept His Eyes Open In Some Cloride Pool
Power
Check It Check it
He So New To The Game
He Trying To Cover Up The Marks
So I Dont See Em I Was Three Years Old Daddy
And yet You Picked Up And Left
Shit My Momma Still Got Those Marks handprints
And scares And The Funny Thing Is You Dont Even Wish To Have
Have Me Back
He So High On the White Powder
It's Alomst Like That Snowy Night Were You Picked And
Left And didn't Even Look Back
It's All just a Memorry
To You