detour

Look, ay Everybody got their own lives This what happened in my house No swings and roundabouts Just right hooks and lights out Holes in walls and glasses shattered They were my timeouts Nights on grandmas sofa Mum bawling her eyes out Strong woman thinking she's a failure but im so proud Dealt with so much shit and always took the hardest route But the destinations clear And I'm gonna get you there Cuz I dont care What they talk about cuz it's not fair That you live your life in fear Seen you shed too many tears Gotta make a change before its more severe Gotta make a change cah Too many people that I know inhaling marijuana Tapping on a vein Tryna find a place to push the needle farther Sharp pain when they pull out that sword like King Arthur As a kid they never had no armour So their lungs be gettin darker Hidden weapons under parkas Ready to wet you up just like a surfer Furthermore, as a kid you want nothing more Apart from to be adored As you get older money's the only thing you answer for And you can't speak like you got a lump in your throat cold sore Half of my life has been bull just like a centaur Too many times runnin from the law Out the backdoor ay Out the backdoor ay But these people dying like they fallen roses Will they make it in time before heaven gates closes Takin too many drugs too many doses But surrounded by these fakers with their poses Stickin their noses, in other people's business Confidin with the feds, their main witness Leakin crimson blood as his life disposes But he, chose his pathway on the road of guilt But the path is blocked by the bricks he built As a man you can't be soft or as smooth as silk But you gotta provide and buy all these gorgeous things Like a Gucci belt or a diamond ring That weren't my ambition when it started all I wanted was a diamond plaque But instead I've seen too many with their eyes rolled back And these are deep thoughts So let me take a detour I could never call a woman a hoe I was raised by women so that was not what I was told I never really knew my father He was runnin round the street in balaclavas So let me tell you all about the life I suffered Dad was an alcoholic he couldn't escape the liqour Getting cards from prison sayin that he missed us And could we send him pictures But I was so oblivious cuz I was just a kid So they tried to keep me hidden from it