can I tell you a hard time poem traumatic but he couldn't fold his headphones on was growing tired of father hook songs peepin bout his sister overthinkin try to look strong he telling her it's straight seeks all the demons 😈 he then took on he ain't even noticing she crying cause her book gone trying not to focused how she walkin wit a foot gone they got a disability call poverty so they can't belive the crosses her heavily father hooked on all hey known was drugs and all the tables it was tooked on he taught her how to sell it so now she know what's it's cooked on it's another side of me come out of me when I talk about the trenches and all the pain that was took home mamma alcohol and fathrr off a new strand people dis included when people say it he a new man she never seen a change wait she noticed when he beat her daddy use a new hand if that means anything ( yeah)