by Betty Stone

Created on: March 27, 2009

When my wife and son go to sleep,I'll go and come back,

I just need to sneak next door and get some crack.

Let me drink and do drugs until I pass out,

Then when I wake up, I'll scream and shout.

I'll make them so afraid of me, they'll leave me alone,

I can't wait until the next time I get stoned.

They'll never leave me,they have no money to live,

So,I'll do what I want, and they can take what I give.

But my wife knew crackhead came to see me too much,

She knew he was a parasite she wouldn't even touch.

She accused me of being on crack and pills,

She said that, and alcohol, caused all of our ills.

My son became angry because I cursed his mom,

He'd say,"you're just a drunk, boy, bring it on!"

But his mom, that bitch, would stop me every time,

She took Jesse's side every the time over mine.

I can't believe she had the guts to leave me,

She's such a stupid bitch, she needs help, mentally.

After awhile, my son left too,

Well, he was lazy and dropped out of school.

There's nothing wrong with me, it's them,

I think I'll go next door, drink and smoke crack with him.

It won't be long, they'll be back again.

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