Down on my luck waiting for a come-up.

Trying every day,

Thinking bout Fucking whoever comes my way,

why not. Loves gonna end one day, better to do it my way.

Father forgive who? I ain't forgave myself for not having the wealth poor dads say don't amount to the riches of love.

Home ran down so company ain't allowed. Babies asking why’s Dad cranky?

Cause we in a sober house living like we smoke out. 

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