Black Poetry : Daddy, do you love that glass **** more than me?

:run: I wanted to bring this back because I heard that he died of a overdose recently. I didn't even know until a month later. Oh well, this is still dedicated to him. I still feel the same way. In fact, if I had known about his death before time I probably would have read it at his funeral in front of everybody. Don't get it twisted, I do love this man but I have some unanswered questions. I just figured that I would get the answers to the questions in a dream or something if he heard them over his own casket. :( Oh how I do wish I had some answers so I could give them to my future children.
 
My father like your father
Fen for drugs-guns revolver
Let that weed take his mind
Beat my mother-She sits there crying
I sit back crying-Lumps on my head
Im at school lying-Don't know what too say
Hey
I seen some much of him in me
Makes me mad I've seen so much you see
I tried to read between lines
Look through the book past the cover
Overshadow my fears-Lay in the arms of my mother
Pray to God I never wound up like this....
But I still got love for him though
Your krazelyricks speaks so much to me so
Make me so sad barely can even type anymore
I sware speak truths when I speak on this man
This man This man Dont even call him DAD
We on first name basis
Sometimes makes me want to yell
I have seen the crossroads a long time coming
Weed like liquid crack to me
Makes life much worse
Hope all can see I Love You
Krazelyricks I got your back
Young Queen
Much love Sista
 

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