Helpless and hanging around
Inches away from the ground
Where I'm gonna be found
By my father It's kinda cloudy and gray
Soon they'll be coming my way
Maybe it's better this way
For my father In front of family and friends
I k**ed my brother and then
I tried to do it again
To my father Soon I'm gonna be dead
But I slept on his bed
With his women and said
f** you, father