there is nothing left for you to do
you left me and said we're through
i cried a bit but not for you
for kids, our kids, not one but two
every morning i wake with tears in my eyes
cause in due time i know i'll say goodbye
in a two bedroom apt that harpie sits
with three other guys conspiring it
no where that leaves room for my two hearts
to say she has a stable home is off the charts
my daughter for some reason dreds the weekend
if they look at my daughter wrong none of them will be breatheing
the caring and loveing part she says is her home
maybe for the guy as she sucking his bone
a harsh picture i do agree
its something seen before i go to sleep
no time for tears i must stay strong
after all most dying i put away my bong
no drink, no weed, not even a cigarette
she got what she wanted i finally quit
you seek to destroy the last thing i have left
unbeknownst to you there more you cant get
you think that by takeing our kids that i will suffer
but the one thing you want can not be offered
soon you'll see as your daughter hates you more
all you did is screw her up like you ,locked behind doors
they rip and rape whats left of me
but i thrive on pain its my extasy
dont take my screams and cusses as anger
just way to horny, need a woman to sit on my finger
i should be dead from all the stab wounds in the back
by people who once i called my friend
like Julius Cesar the Senate is my end
a stab from everyone as they circle me
my pain turns to lust, death comes blissfully
but will the pack be as calm as Cesars' mob
doubt it cause revenge is now my daughter's job
a million wounds the final blow my ex did punge
so that makes it a million and 1
die she screams, your blood is all
i lean forward, my whisper rings off the walls
i may be dead but
i still wont fall
