Step Child

I'm here to tell you a story but you've prolly heard it before,
the one about a step father touching his little girl
In his eyes it wasn't wrong, she wasn't his blood
So it started when she was 9 and went on for 3 long years
Mary, Mary quite contrary
Such a pretty little girl
She lost her innocence so she went around fucking all the boys
One day the rubber split and she missed her period
Told her mama and she started listing off all the guys she did
"Was it Bobby? Was it Jimmy? Was it Devon? Was it Chad?"
And when she got to the last name, she asked her, Was it Dad?
Little Mary, she was scared, didn't wanna make her mama mad,
So she said no but her mama kept asking, Was it Dad?
She finally confessed with tears in her eyes
daddy coming into her room in the dead of night
What's fucked up is I think that the whole time her mama knew
Didn't say anything, just let it stew.
Dad sat at the stairs when the truth came out
Climbing the steps he already knew what it was about
His body was shakin and you could see the guilt in his eyes
While he denied touching his daughter and filled her mama's head with lies
At that moment everything little Mary knew came crashing down around her
Her own mother chose a piece of shit child molester over her own daughter.
Nobody talked about it and nobody said a word.
There was no justice and he never got what he deserved.
It drove her crazy cuz she didn't know how to deal with the pain
Mary Mary, quite contrary,
She started going insane
Sneaking out the house and partying,
Looking for love
From anybody who would give it to her,
cuz her family showed her none.
A classic red headed step child,
The black sheep, so misunderstood.
They left her at home to go shopping and eat food,
And watch movies, a family day they called it,
But she was never included because she was wasn't Spells, she was Brockman.
It fucked with her head and she strayed from the path,
Started doing bad shit to herself to escape from her past.
Fuckin with men who didn't love her just so she could feel some validation
Shooting her arms up with dope was her only medication
Mary Mary quite contrary,
She's just a shell of her old self.
Inside she's dying and crying but nobody hears her cries for help.
They fucking used her and abused her until there was almost nothing left
Until she had a baby girl
Then she took a good look at herself
She had something to live for now, her own family
And she swore to herself after she gave birth to me,
To stay away from the dope and take care of her kids,
All 5 of us because that's the only love she has
Mary Mary quite contrary,
My beautiful mother
You never deserved any of that and I couldn't be more sorry.
If I could go back in time and take the pain away I would.
I never met anybody so misunderstood.
People think you're crazy but they don't see what I see. After all that pain you still found it on yourself to love me.
Unconditional, mom and I could never repay you
It fucking PISSES me off to know the things you've been through
I don't think I'll ever be more grateful for anything in my life
You could've had an abortion, after being drugged that one night
And raped by the man who would be my father
But you kept me and I'm so proud to be your daughter
Mary Mary quite contrary
I know this life hasn't been easy
You tried to shield us from the pain
You showed me the world is evil
And is this happens to get to your piece of shit step father, let him know he has some words he needs to hear from his grand daughter.

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Part 2

You FUCKING piece of shit, you ruined her life,
Touching little girls because you can't get what you need from your wife.
I hope every time you close your eyes at night?
Every sin you've ever committed flashes before your eyes
I hope you see her face in the back of your fucking eyelids.
See her face in every young girl you're allowed to come in contact with.
And I hope that darkness latches on to your back
And the guilt and the shame causes your conscious to crack
And when you're on your death bed calling out to God?
I hope he doesn't fucking hear you and leaves you here to rot.
You don't even deserve hell, it's too good for you.
You deserve A THOUSAND TIMES more than what you put her through.
And to the woman I called grandma you're dead to me now.
I will never understand how a mother could abandon her own child.
I hope you both relive your regrets every single day you're alive.
And when the time comes, you'll have to answer to God for what you did.