See i'm no different than most,
Substance abusing parents are the ones I chose,
Makes no difference if the kids can read & write,
So long as the parents got their fix at the end of the night,
Yeah these the parents and life I chose,
Hunger pains and ass whoopins with extension cords,
I envision pops in the stands as I hit a game winner,
Or moms waiting for us with one of those specially cooked dinners,
Poof, that dreams up in smoke,
Moms lungs cant handle that big a toke,
Bed, tv, and xbox all sold for some crack,
Hope this shit ends here before she ends up on smack,
33yrs, I got these same lie filled tears streakin my face,
Where'd ya go, The've taken my moms and put you in her place,
3 different step dads trying to make me their own,
Yeah these the parents and life I chose,
As a young see alone pushed out the womb,
And you got the nerve to tell me I had the same chances as you,
With your two parent home,
College scholarships, no student loans,
Cause you got the best pedigree,
Me, my parents just dope fiends,
Yeah this the life and parents I chose,
So forgive me if I act a little out of sorts,
I never quite understood the phrase parental support,
Yeah these the parents and life I chose,
My socks playing peek a boo with my toes,
Who knows how the rest of my life will go,
But i'll stop at nothin to make sure my kids are proud of the parents they chose!
TruthSquad
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