*COUGH COUGH*... Wow this flow was ill....sick verses....got me coughin lol

Sooner or later he was heading for blowing a hidden fuse, when the time came//
He sought no compassion from a loving son, instead he inhumanly butchered//
His alcoholic, prostitutionalised mom, this kind of sick repulsive acts//
He found unbelievably fun, his dad, who was no forlorn stranger from compulsive drinking//
He never quite knew what his whacked, inebriated brain was thinking, every day