Thelonious Martin - Special Jim lyrics

[Produced by Thelonious Martin] [Intro] Victor Sentimental sh** Tearjerkers VIP at the Special Olympics, I had the shrimp dish Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches "you can do it champ This what we trained for" Hold up Yo VIP at the Special Olympics, I had the shrimp dish Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches, "you can do it champ This what we trained for" But he placed fourth, the saddest day in August [Verse 1: RetcH] He paraplegic, wheelclair bound As he approached I watch the tears come down Such a somber sight Embraced him tight and whispered words of encouragement Know whats his favorite, I offered to buy him ice cream He like sprinkles, rainbow joints with the double scoop I drawed the hoodie on a bubble goose His Unc a custy, Aunt s**in' co*k, it's just a family fact The parking spot reserve a handicap He in a different world, he never partied, never kissed a girl Since he was 9 he sport the British curls His moms is strugglin', work 2 jobs and she makin' nothin' Just enough to keep her puffin', so disgustin' Every chance she get she s**in' on that gla** dick Her son a ba*tard His father died in a truck, he was drunk and crashed it The V was bent around a tree like it was plastic He was 6 at the time, he couldn't comprehend Strange man at his house his moms would just call a friend He always there, slept in the same bed as his mother One day he even caught 'em wrestling under the covers f** Oh my God At least that's what he thought they was doin', but they was screwin' His favorite athlete Patrick Ewing, he had the jersey Gift from his dad 'fore he died in a fiery d**h He never wear it cuz it make him depressed Damn The outcast of his cla**, the bu*t of every joke He hardly ever spoke He rock a Hearing Aid, it's hard for him to take the notes Parent/ Teacher conference? never showed up did his folks But what hurts the most... He made Deans Lists when they gave out report cards His moms was s**ing off the owner of the sports car She couldn't even acknowledge his academic success So she saw it, left it right on the steps High off rock, stumbled in the crib a couple hours later Greeted by a piece of paper Fell to her knees, as the tears ran down to her chin Swallowed a couple pills with gulps of the gin Roxycontin The blue 'contin never to make the pain stop Her heart gave out, then her brain stopped In the kitchen lying lifeless Lord, why she had to go and end it like this? She got me... VIP at the Special Olympics, eatin' a shrimp dish Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches, "you can do it champ This what we trained for" But he placed fourth, the saddest day in August.. f**