MY LIFE STORY part1

MY LIFE STORY

I came from a alcholic dope head
And avid cocaine snorter
With a manic depressive
Slash bipolar disorder
Traits get passed
From father to seed
He fuck around with the wrong on
And they came up with me
I vagely remember
Their knock down drag outs
Things gettin thrown
And windows gettin smashed out
I wish I could go back
To when i was three
And somehow stop the hands of fate
From planting its torturious seed
After that
I never got to see him much
Not on birthdays or christmas
Or even Thanksgiving lunch
But like my mom
Time moves on
She got remaried to a shit face
And had another son
So now it wasnt just me
I now had a tag along
That we'll call steve
Steve's short for stephen
But stephen didnt rhyme
So I ok'd with him
And he said that was fine
But anyways
They divorced and we hit the road
Still reaping
What the fuck had been sow'n
Goddamn she shoulda stoped
Before more damage got done
But fuck it
What the fuck do i know
I was just a kid at that time
With no father to hold
I aint complainin
And I aint lookin for pitty
Other folks I'm sure
Was done way more shitty
Sorry I got alil side tracked
And carried away
Sometimes this ADHD
Gets the better of me
I swear to God
On my life its a sin
To marry three different motherfuckers
With the same name Jim
But thats what happened
Almost in a row
With one little hold up
And two bastards in tow
The third marriage
Was really fast
Some bitch with 3 daughters
Named Matt
Hell it ended
Before the school year was up
Divorced finalized
She was back in the game ready to fuck
Fuck you
And fuck me
Were movin to number 4
Fuck three
The fourth one was the worst
And I swear to this day
Is the one that ruined
The fuck out of me
I swear
Goddamn his soul
I aint never gonna get peace
From what he taught me to know
I was 8
By this time
And my brother was 2
He had a great big 2 story house
And a fenced in yard to
Wow
Imagine that
It wasn't long before the white
Faded to black
A pop in the face here
Or a slap to the face there
Try to tell mom
She dont even care
Were full of shit
And Were makein it up
Your just not gettin your way
Shut the fuck up
Bitch is what I shoulda said
And go give him
Somemore head
So he'll leave us the fuck alone
And we wont get hit
With his diabetic
No insulin takein shit
Im so sic with want I'm wanting to spit
I'm sorry but I'm turnnin up the tempo
And turnin this shit into a flo
Just for a second though
Fuck you bitch
This aint a rave
It's sick ass shit, I was put here to spit, Like the c4 you just lit, you trick, The devil himself will be in aww from the ass Ima kick, Goddamn you, you bitch, I got chu,  And I promised you, that death cant stop this blow, cant stop this attack, when I kill your dead ass im bringin you back, so i can do it again and again, Like they do in the pen, when u aint a friend,and you a foe
With no doe, your a hoe and you will get done cold cause i got ur soul.
Pardon me I need a drink
And need to think
Regroup and be back before you can blink........ to be continued....
  °°° Justin Waddle °°°