Weak foundations

If money was my motto I could never repay it, if time was a debt , then My whole life was a vacation best know backrupt is where I’m bound, because wasting my time is a noise, and I’m like fuck that sound Hell bound since I can remember, stuck in a blizzard , binge on cocaine whiskey and woman. Momma said not to break hearts, but also said Im a devil in disguise, even though she taught me to lie Daddy taught me steal , and get caught. He said that happiness could always be bought, But as the king of the crack heads , ruling over trailer parks. I’d rather not rule over the sparked, rather not make myself into a target becoming somebodies next mark. Momma and daddy used to ride high with the angels, chasing wieners on a string , in a time when Harleys and parties was considered the in thing. Momma addicted to cocaine and the finer things, daddy got caught serving the pheanes. Right from work imagine the scene, front of the paper, still got the clipping, You can hide your face but you can’t hide your name, living in solitary with nobody but the hustle to blame. Momma always playing the innocent thang, caught slipping with me in the belly by my aunts and, they beat the addict out of her again, so she could play the victim when I’ve never claimed to be one of them. Try to turn me against the other parent, so I’d never know how innocent momma never was, smoking and drinking every other night, bringing strangers home for me to fight. Trying to get me out of your life, so you could go back to the night life. Tried to alienate me for what you taught me to do, so I’m blowing os , signing all these I o u’$, for all the lies that you told me were true, took 36 years just to find my own view. Now tell me something about you.