get my cell ready

He's in jail ...  
 
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?  
 
He's your cousin  
 
I've  got lots of cousins  
besides it's my dad's birthday  
Dad spent some of mine in jail  
Some of his too  
 
That dumbfuck cousin of mine    
 
Looked on the net  
 
Counts are  
Possession of coke  
Posession of meth  
Driving without a license  
Back child support  
 
I keep some weed in my car  
To take the edge off  
 
Some Jack too  
To take the edge off  
 
Sometimes my .45  
To take the edge off  
along with some of my coworkers  
 
But hey I work  
Not like that dumbfuck  
 
I cut open my knees not so long ago  
300 lb heavy bag  
The crimson pearls looked like pomegranate juice  
They've healed to watermelon seeds  
 
He and I use to like watermelon  
In between stealing our grandmother's beer and cigarettes  
 
He's still stealing from her again  
Even from her grave  
Dumbfuck  
 
I'm pounding that bag again  
Carving out the hickory sticks I'll need  
to beat his ass  
 
Bloody  
 
Prepping for a fight  
That won't come  
Because I love that  
Dumbfuck  
 
I'll slip him a twenty  
Get high with him  
 
Bow on my mended knees  
Waiting for the next call  
Shifting through her lullabies  
But wanting that .45  
 
Because  
I'm a dumbfuck too