daddy why you leave maybe you should of stay maybe you should of sang a lallaby for me but i understand i did the same thing i dint give a fuck about my own family full blown alcoholic by the age 15 moma couldnt handle me she pointed to the streets i dint have no option i felt like i was dying who the fuck to turn to nobody understands me everybody only saw the bad side in me i wasnt bad i was just misunderstood sometimes i felt like it was a mistake wrong hood wrong mom wrong house wrong family oh well life is how it is moma use work 6 days out the week moma got stuck with raising 3 kids moma got mad for every little thing she use to snap like a branch on a tree without warning i guess deep in me i was mourning for the better days cuz i felt lonely i wanted a hug i wanted some love fuck all of you who wanna fucking judge thats because tou always had your parents growing up upper class america you wouldnt understand "dont you know this is going as planned" anyways i bet some of you do money dont buy love ima say it for you fuck a new car stick up your ass fuck a new phone jam it up your asshole daddy why you leave maybe you should of stay maybe you should of sang a lullaby for me but i u derstand i dithe same thing i dint give a fuck about my own family