Growiin up in Mayfair

Growin up in Mayfair

Growin up in Mayfair…
Mom worked hard daddy didn’t care

got caught stealin shit from Food Fair
cops took me to moms door
wasn’t her favorite anymore…..

Growing up in Mayfair
had no one to show me
Had a daddy who was job free

was a latchkey kid….
And…did what I fuckin did…

All I had was between my two ears
kept swimming in my own fears

Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard …and daddy didn’t care

Remember being lost in the hall….
On my first day at the place of it all

Remember Tommy smashing me in the nose good….
I put up a fight…..but I was gushing blood

And running round the neighborhood
Playing our favorite game….and hoping
She would find me and think that I’m the one


Growin up in Mayfair
We were poor and didn’t play fair


Who was the kid in the sandbox..eatin crayons
I don’t know…..but he sure looks a lot like me

Goin to my 1st Phiillies game
Daddy”s friends are drinking and smokin up

As the smell of weed fills the air
 his friends are givin me shotguns….

Carlton won number 20…and it was really funny….
And I actually….had a Dad for a day

Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard  and  he didn’t care

Had to get a job cause….I can’t do what I want
can’t figure myself out….but have to survive

19 and don’t have a clue
And now have to provide for 3

A daddy looking for a daddy
Now  a daddy again
And I wanted to be a…hymn

Growin up in Mayfair
Mom worked hard but he didn’t care


When I see my son with the fair hair
And he catches the sun….and we don’t care

we count the jets and the birds above
Looking for that real…..love

A real love of our surroundings
And… we would love to be the…King

The king of……everything
The king of…everything