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this is only for my ol man

i'm mad because my new guitar does'nt smell
like my father
even if it plays just as well
i was always better
at getting better deals
but he was always better at paying for small things
that only a few
will place a large bet on
them being better

the elite
the one in a million
that one gash that no matter what
has your back on all your lies

if i am enough
if i am ever truly entertained
i will be better than the same
if they find my dna
rolled up in a carpet when the hudson is drained
maybe you will call me by my name

my own brother still does'nt speak to me
even after all the times i fed and clothed him
but you said he could never be me
so i still blame you
but that does'nt mean i don't love and miss you

i am tryin so hard pops
but i don't know if i'll ever get it right man

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