I have a true story to tell.. about a lil kid who grew up in hell,a constant warzone to deal with on his own,those metaphorical tornados ripping through his home. As he watched the woman who had him be used, manipulated,brainwashed,tortured and abused, that abusers hatred was never sated so he pushed his Family to the point of fucking breaking,now this kid and his mothers hearts and minds were always aching,,cause that house was always shaking with the sound of glass breaking It's not all sadness you see cause that kid little grew into the better leckey..seniors just toxic and septic,I'm original coke,hes Pepsi,I'm vitality,while hes looking deathly with a dufflebag for a fuckin belly,you better be ready..to you I am deadly,you should know..you fuckin made me,i know you weren't schooled stupid but can you spell monogamy?can you feel the fucking animosity??senior your a monstrosity,for years you've been dead to me but recently iv been wondering.. are you santa clause or something?cause I seen a pic where your bellys wobbling like jelly,heres a thought..grow a set of balls and jump on the ferry,three hours will get you here you fucking little fairy ,your no longer scary,just old fat and lairy so go say a prayer and prepare to get buried..come at me but know that I grew sick,mean and nasty so patracide by the sea..i wouldnt put it past me,you don't know me but you desgust me..I hope you die slowly and lonely in a place far from homely,come see me you big baby. don't try to explain,I know thats fugazi,I'll make your ass swayze as in Patrick you silly geriatric,now come here you spastic,get your abusive ass kicked or poked full of holes real quick,rolled up in plastic,thrown in a fuckin ditch,you'll be found by some random jogging bitch wearing underarmours.understand I wear your bad karma like a suit of fuckin armour so when I see you ill swarm ya,senior senior does this track alarm ya?yeah it oughta see I'll make you wish I was a daughter,this rhythm is only the beginning of your slaughter, wait til iv got ya, I'll creep up and garrot ya, make sure you never breath again,fuck you senior all I need is ken, in Ken I found a real dad,now my mums happy,never sad,you lost all the good in your life you ever had.hope my wee sister emma saw through your charade,I beg you a pardon but where the fuck is Darren??you lost him darnit..truth be told thats no accident, she gave him up while you the played devil's advocate,remember back when you sold my cot?I was still a baby and needed that a lot,for a while I just slept in a playpen but that was back when mum hadn't got shit so we had to put up with all of it but a baby needs somewhere to sleep you prick, surely even you aren't that thick?let's be honest amd admit that you didn't ever give a shit,