How Could You
How could you turn out like this
Maybe it was something that I did
I know I made my mistakes and had you feeling like second place
But I renigged on that bid
But how could you
Make me choose between my child and you
Make me choose between eating and breathing
Sleeping and peeing
Medicine and dry heaving
But you can't fathom why I'm turning into this heathen
Why I roll up my sleeves and bellow from the tip of my lungs what am I to believe in
What am I supposed to not be bereaving
Letting her go because of her choice is one thing
But after all the struggling I take
Pain that I embraced
Lack of self I intaked and just to have you spit In my face
I'm thrown to the ground and you mushed my face more to the ground and ask what did I do now?
Why you mad?
What's wrong ?
Why you upset?
Maybe because
because my breast plate has been used as an ashtray
Or porta potty and than u smear my name in disgrace
My other half whom supposed to have my back when the strength in me lacks
And I slack in holding up the world
Blocking the bombardment of those who misbehave
And shave my head and put on war paint
To do battle with anything coming our way
The whole time I was blind and not seeing the corruption from inside
Something I mustard up in my prime
The destruction of my own tribe
From not being there
And now I must throw the cold shoulder in order to show I care
But that's not nothing
Just a gloom of dispear
Is my cologne that I apparently love go where......peace
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