[VERSE 1]

I've been sitting at this desk for - at least - three months

I ain't had a fucking job for six checks - I need bucks

I'm putting all this pressure on Brayden to feed us

And keep the lights on & work - no matter what he sneeze up

Despite abuse he gets from both his moms and his pops

Hanging bills over his head since the day he was popped

Hanging himself overhead from a beam - he'd swing

Another life fucking wasted - the crop for the C.R.E.A.M

Won't accept it if it's theirs, but they know they'd get crushed

By another if they ever had the gull or the nuts

To question whether-not another human got nuts

Who the fuck are you to ask about some genitals, bitch

The misconception that a human life is valued by quid

Is what you did to him; you permanently damaged the kid

You got some nerve with that smile-in-my-face shit

When you the reason that he ain't got no fucking feeling in his wrists

[BREAK]

Scars don't go away

They fade a bit

Damage memories

[VERSE 2]

He's got a beautiful life - a fucking shame that you refuse to be around for it - like-

Like it's a fun game to play whenever you want to - like-

Like the "dropout" 's to blame when you & your husband fight

But you're born with the right to hate your son because you're confused by his views

I bet you hate it when your family members call him a dude

I bet you hate it that he's fallen for a black man, too

I bet I'd see you at a rally - Tiki Torch or a few

You ain't perfect because you own a fucking house in the 'burbs

You ain't shit but a zit on the map, and that burns

Your own daughter knows you're foolish, and she's right to concur

That you're fucking up their little brother just to confirm

That he won't ever end up being himself - not in the end

You'd rather he be a zombie on Adderall, instead

You can't say "I love you" to a family that is dead

Suicidal - toes barely planted on the edge

[BREAK 2]

Scatter the bones

Light a match

Burn a legacy

Scars don't go away

They fade a bit

Damage memories