Unhappy Home

I can remember better times, before the dysfunction and severed ties Before these pair of eyes could visually recognize All the, drama and grief often me and my mama would beef In turn the long term trauma increased Used to be all love constant "I love yous" followed by long hugs Now it's long distance, communication nonexistent Cuz we both can get volatile in the wrong instance Now I'm grown with my own interests I was a mama's boy, as a baby brought my mama a lotta joy It wasn't too many moments we did not enjoy Her first born snooka wookas never let me look at hookers Walking the track way back when the macks was parking the lacs Out west, right off Cicero and Arthington the start of him But part of him still harboring memories that's bothersome A pubescent adolescent I thought I knew it all But thru it all I had you to call I was just going thru the motions, no sense of direction I was just coasting Mixed emotions this shit get deep as the oceans No pops present, turned to the block to adopt lessons Graduated to selling rocks playing with cocked weapons He broke ya heart maybe you grew to spite him Guess it ain't helping shit that I'm starting to look super like him You sunk deep into depression started to peep my regression From A and B student to running the streets it's a blessing That I made it out alive and I owe it to you But a relationship something that I no longer pursue You letting life defeat you no way I'm going out like the sequel If you took the time to heal I'm sure it a be nice to meet you But, until then my peace gotta be protected I've accepted one's traumas can easily projected And I got my own demons pain come in long seasons I pray the choices I make ain't never for the wrong reasons yea I pray the choices I make ain't never for the wrong reasons yea I put my life in this music this shit is more than just a catchy song A look into my life so you can see the path he on Lost love communicated thru nasty tones The shit that turn the crib into an unhappy home uh Shit that turn the crib into I put my life in this music this shit is more than just a catchy song A look into my life so you can see the path he on Lost love communicated thru nasty tones The shit that turn the crib into an unhappy home yea