My dad busted custard guess the condom wasn't trusted/
16 years and hes never got adjusted.
Born with a disability seemed to be a liablity/
Hospital visits only mom wanted to come with me.
Dad concealing me wishing he had never bust/
A sick baby with screw's already covered by rust.
Every parent wants their child to be born healthy/
You fealt you couldn't help me, that's why you'd belt me.
Half of you is in me to make me and still you hate me/
not just lately...forsaked me since I been a baby.
Must be the reason why sometimes I hate myself/
it was like I was you when that hate I fealt.
Blame me for having me that's why you're always mad at me/
so I'm sorry for the agony I caused this family.
It was all fine 'till labour day...came to stay/
sorry I was born this way, made your sky's gray.
But you never accepted me I never fealt protected/
love you kept it so I always fealt neglected.
I'm leaving 'cos you're only there to give me beatings/
scars gone but mental pain will never start healing.
So I proclaimed myself the legitimate bastard/
dad was around for my questions but never answered.
I wasn't part of the plan when you got laid/
use to wish I'd be the best mistake you ever made.

I'm sorry...wish we could have got along...