Unhappy Home

I can remember better times, before the dysfunction and severed ties
Before these pair of eyes could visually recognize
All the, drama and grief often me and my mama would beef
In turn the long term trauma increased
Used to be all love constant "I love yous" followed by long hugs
Now it's long distance, communication nonexistent
Cuz we both can get volatile in the wrong instance
Now I'm grown with my own interests
I was a mama's boy, as a baby brought my mama a lotta joy
It wasn't too many moments we did not enjoy
Her first born snooka wookas never let me look at hookers
Walking the track way back when the macks was parking the lacs
Out west, right off Cicero and Arthington the start of him
But part of him still harboring memories that's bothersome
A pubescent adolescent I thought I knew it all
But thru it all I had you to call
I was just going thru the motions, no sense of direction I was just coasting
Mixed emotions this shit get deep as the oceans
No pops present, turned to the block to adopt lessons
Graduated to selling rocks playing with cocked weapons
He broke ya heart maybe you grew to spite him
Guess it ain't helping shit that I'm starting to look super like him
You sunk deep into depression started to peep my regression
From A and B student to running the streets it's a blessing
That I made it out alive and I owe it to you
But a relationship something that I no longer pursue
You letting life defeat you no way I'm going out like the sequel
If you took the time to heal I'm sure it a be nice to meet you
But, until then my peace gotta be protected
I've accepted one's traumas can easily projected
And I got my own demons pain come in long seasons
I pray the choices I make ain't never for the wrong reasons yea
I pray the choices I make ain't never for the wrong reasons yea

I put my life in this music this shit is more than just a catchy song
A look into my life so you can see the path he on
Lost love communicated thru nasty tones
The shit that turn the crib into an unhappy home uh
Shit that turn the crib into
I put my life in this music this shit is more than just a catchy song
A look into my life so you can see the path he on
Lost love communicated thru nasty tones
The shit that turn the crib into an unhappy home yea