so tell me who was it who taught you this
& did they rule with the grace of an iron fist
to birth a healthy boy & then cripple him
with the sad sillhouette of his drunk daddys lost intent.
you are the lust that aint never gonna leave these lips,
the sunk anchor of yr familys crimson anger
sometimes they dont know what theyve been doing to us
is it a blood feud mama if we dont bite back,
it we dont give up on them?
well if you love somebody, you show it
you learn to open up yr arms & let go of it
you dont stay up all night drinking cheap beer & then act like we oughta know it.