Fists clenched so tight that my hands turned white.
'Cause b**** I trustedyou and you lied.
Don't want to be like my father,
but my eyes are flinching and my stomach gets lighter.
Don't call me Junior.
Don't want to be a son sometimes.
Keep my hands to myself.
Just wonder how I felt this way.
Love.
Hate.
Fear of anger.
Violence from dangerous stupidity.
That's why I'm not part of the family.
'Cause b**** I trustedyou and you lied.
Don't want to be like my father,
but my eyes are flinching and my stomach gets lighter.
Don't call me Junior.
Don't want to be a son sometimes.
Keep my hands to myself.
Just wonder how I felt this way.
Love.
Hate.
Fear of anger.
Violence from dangerous stupidity.
That's why I'm not part of the family.