Soiled Roots

Born to a saint, the greatest woman of all,
Dad left me a bastard after two years involved,
the saint had two other growing babies already,
she knew the three of us would eat a lot of spaghetti,
so she dropped us all off with her cousin while she
went to a trade school to get a degree,
to afford all the meals that she wants to feed me,
but It killed her inside,
The look in her children's eyes
when she said for the time
That "babies this is goodbye".
She comin back though yall

Spent half a million minutes mastering her trade,
Then once she made enough she came and took us away.
She met another man who didn't stay too long,
I learned his name was mike before I knew he was gone.
That's when my baby bro was born and memories swarm,
he Was so adorable I'd do anything for him,
But then she met a man whose name was Satan himself,
Hiding underneath a shiny officers belt, that man put down some Bruises that my whole family felt.
He took me by the hand and said "you better quit bawlin",
I'd be kicking, clawing, scratching all the way down the hall and
It broke her damn heart, the look in her baby's eye, when she said while cryin'
 that "baby this is goodbye".
She comin back though yall.

We escaped the roughest clutches of this monster's hand,
She carried all her babies toward the promised land.
She led us better than most people could,
a single mom of four, and always fed us good,
it wasn't always easy but she made it fun, and when all's said and done I am a damn proud son.
She finally met a man who had an Angels heart,
this time he was the one, nothing could bring them apart.
He'd Adopted five kids with his previous wife,
But she abandoned them for a different life,
That left the poor guy with five kids of his own,
He was working hours that a man shouldn't know.
His oldest son, Adam, was the only downfall.
He had been abused and passed his ways on us all.
I got it the worst, but that ain't sayin much for every living creature that that Demon touched,
Cuz he abused us all, in one way or another,
From sleepless nights and lost bar fights,
To slighting my mother,
Taking coke and giving hope to one and another,
Then show me porn at ten years old,
say "drink with me brother".
Of course I would, that shit felt good, Gators and vodka,
He never thought to stop and say "their faces will haunt ya",
He never stopped and thought not to rape me as well.
I only endured about a year of that hell.
I guess at 20 years of age he still hadn't learned
Just how deep the scars you leave on those that you've burned.
I can't deny,  it makes me cry, my part in the blame,
But if I never face it then it slanders my name.
I took what I had learned from him to another kid,
Then told my brother, my dumbass proud of what I did.
I saw the fear in his eyes when he realized exactly what he'd done.
He said "don't tell anyone, and you gotta stop, or I'll go to prison."
So in a few days they came and took me away,
I didn't say a word, but I could see his face.
And every fuckin day I still regret not telling,
Cuz he was out there preying while my senses were yelling.
I shoulda trusted the look in my mommas eyes
watchin me leave cryin,
As she said for the time,
That baby this is goodbye.
I'm comin back though yall.

Fast forward seven years, now I'm 18 at best,
Been through all the treatments for someone who molests.
they taught me it was my fault since the age of twelve,
Said just think of the lives that you twisted and dealt,
Then I started thinkin bout the life I lived,
And realized my older bro had done me in,
So I came forward and told them what he did,
And they caught him raping both of his new kids.
Needless to say, they came and took him away,
And that sick fuck is still in prison today.

It just goes to show, that you gotta speak up,
Don't just go with the flow, or else you might get fucked.
And if you let people influence your journey,
You just may end up praying to your attorney.