"I'd Hate to be You."

Please excuse my reticence...

But I've endured so much shit
So now my self-appointed
silence seems to be such bliss

And not to to be mistaken as
complacence or blatant obstinance
but I need to rest my energy that's
been spent for a bit

On the verge of emotional weariness

But I'm sure some of you have been
here and felt the same way

At the moment the animosity is seemingly
unreconcilable between us

I guess though before the end comes a
reconnecting between our differences
should come

But a bitter feud is what separates for
now father and son

And the bad blood flows profusely

It's amazing, the schism that ideals
can create and the ways that people will
adversely react

You grew-up in that old school mentality taught
to you by your father and by your religious
teaching and by the old American society

Your maltreatment of my mother caused me
to swing on you but still you refuse to see
why I did what I Feel I had to do

I guess too, "What goes around, comes around,"
like the time when I was late coming in and
you picked me up by the throat with one hand
and held me there till I nearly blacked-out

And now you like to say, "I didn't always get
to buy yall everything like everyone else
cause we didn't have a lot of money,"

Still missing the point...

It's not monetary but mentally

And you've got everyone snow-balled into
thinking I'm a bastard because I swung on you
and that you're a good guy

You're a wolf in sheep's clothing and your
Christianity is nothing so I say, "Fuck them
and fUCK YOUR Christ and Fuck you too,"

I had to live with you two again for 3 months

It's funny, I remember hearing you say, "No mans
going to tell me how to treat my wife in my own
house,"

But that's what makes me a man; if I hadn't stood
up for my mom and tried to knock you out then I
wouldn't be a man no, "I'd be You."