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Without your mom, you really wernt one.
I get it, I understand.  
But You still should of protected your son.
When he got molested by your man.  
 
Tough world tough love.
But I don't fuck with that stuff.
I told my "dad" to back up.
I told him pull his pants up.  
 
At nightime the Nyquil,  
Would come acting psyco.
And then the sleep would come.
And that's all that I know.
 
I can't believe I let him live.
What did you think? That I'd forget.
He touch me when I was a kid.  
It could of been my little sis.
 
Your never gonna meet my kids.
Your harboring a fugitve.
But that's the life you want to live.
You never ever loved your kids.
 
Cause if you'd did.
You wouldnt be such a cunt bitch.
Like when you were talking with detectives.
Trying to tell on your son and snitch.
 
You were more worried about yourself,
And what's at home tucked in your safe.
You never gave a fuck about me,
Or even cared if I was safe.  
 
You seen me Fifteen and tweaking,
And the high came from the same supply.
I took it while you were sleeping,
During the day cuz you were up all night.
 
You wanted me to quit.
But couldn't quit with me.  
You'd try to hide and take a sniff.
Then deny it and start bitching.  
 
I'm so much closer to my kids.
And love them in a safer way.
I am a father to my daughters.
Cuz It's up to me to pave their way.