my daddy died two years ago, but still I write still i rock this flow. hes my inspiration yo. He taught me about life and rock music Iron maiden Metallica he showed me how to love America. America. He lived my mom more than anything though he didnt always treat her right. I was young I was in fright still I always held his hand tight like he was a paper kite so it dont blow away even when it disappoints you most of the time. wish I could sprinkle him with lime make him citruass down and listen to me for a change but I was just a girl just a kid and was always wrong in his eyes. it doesn't matter how you piece the pie. the pie is still a pie and a lie is still a lie daddy issues need a tissue