Sunday Dinner

Pops left me, my Momma passed
My first thought was thinking how I'm a last
My first thought was thinking how I'm a last
Then my Grandma passed, and my Granddad
I was looking up to the sky
And Grandaddy said boy be a stand up guy
He probably said that because he saw me bout to cry
You can tell everything changed looking in my eyes
So I took a shot of vodka in his memory
Dad walked pass like he ain't even remember me
I was sitting there like I wanted me a father
I'm grown already why should I even bother
Tell my sisters I love em, hope we grow to be closer
Say a prayer to my mother, I wish we would've been closer
Have a drink with my brother, pull him a lil closer
Tell him I'm sorry that I aint do what I was suppose ta

Nothing was the same, just a bunch of pain
I lost everything but I had so much to gain
I use to find myself screaming out my Momma name
I use to find myself calling out my Grandma name
When Grandpa Blake died I was spose to be the man
Something went wrong and then we had a change of plans
Gotta get my life together, better late than never
My family saw all my flaws once we stayed together
The plan was just to drink until the pain over
Figured out the pain last longer than the hangover
When me and Uncle Blake use to get into it
The only thing I was tryna tell him is we blew it
See I get teary eyed doing too much thinking
Cause I get emotional doing too much drinking
Don't judge me just love me for what I could be
If you ever loved me I know that you understood me