Fucking bitch, this love gyrate to fucking hate
Emancipate a time when none of ya’ll debate
My life and actions, its too late cos it stops soon im leaving the room
Getting my own crib n then I can consume
Beer and speed, and trip out on shrooms blasting tunes
Inhaling smoke n toke on my own fumes
If a chose, which I do so fuck you and the rest of the family too
2 and 2 equals 4, but I get five, why cos that’s my privilege to decide
I don’t cry I inflict n depict Im sailing my own ship
It aint freight its battle I tackle, which sets my mom to flip
But im fucking 23, don’t they see, shit, its up to me
I fell out the ‘yes sir’ tree and landed on ‘I be what I WANT to be’
Independent spree, lasting for eternity aint no use trying
Seen it all, shouting, slinging and fucking fake crying
People deciding a been fucking lying, but I aint hiding
The more they threaten the more anger I got thriving
Contriving countless ways to pay back, the fucked up days
Aint needin praise, but hey, I don’t need abuse I refuse
To listen sumthin missing this bitch is loosely obtuse
If she thinks my goose is cooked cos I keep it raw n untamed
Framed and detained in my own mind, I aint ashamed
I aint to blame, im jus not the son she was hoping for
I don’t adore, she asks for more, the fucking whore
My heads sore from the earache she make, can’t take much more
Heard it all before, pushing me away then askin why I stray
I tell em, “im my own man” and “I play how I wanna play”
The day is coming when ima leave, yes BELIEVE IT cos I live it MY way!.......