Young Fathers Follow

Memories still remain
On file and locked away
Take back things I wrote
Tonight I decompose

Expected to win like he’s the underdog
Left wondering only cause your lost
Your ripping off the skin
The evil turns to dust
Mumma showed you love
But you’re no love inside your blood
Papas taking off
Papa shouldn’t have left
Papa should’ve stayed and left the beat inside your chest
He’s creeping over here
He’s sleeping over there
All ends come when you grow yourself a pair
Oh no that’s how you get do
Put it on loop
The love I caught can lick your soup
Fingerlicking munching down on cock you lick your soup
Sip sip drip drip splash
Tip the cash
Looks don’t last
Tranna fit a life time into a hourglass

Final hour to the day
Misinformed with shades of grey
Private towers it’s time to pray
Billy bubbles and his troubles
Misbehave engage in
All things understood
Fictional friction in between the glue