[Verse 1]

Let me tell you a story about a kid called Kyle

Not the brightest boy, but damnit he had heart

He always skipped class, never found it worthwhile

The streets were now his home cuz his home was torn apart

His parents got divorced by the time he turned six

But let’s just say this divorce wasn’t peaceful

Poppa left mom, kept calling her a bitch

When the real reason they split is cuz poppa fooled around

Being raised in a rough life of shared custody

Mom said one thing, poppa said another

Kyle and his little sister named Maggie

Would always end up doing wrong by one or the other

He loved his baby sister and he swore to protect her

After all in this war, they only had each other

When Kyle turned sixteen, he called his mom a bitch

And now moms got another enemy in the family

Chorus

Unh, don’t do it, I wish you didn’t go

And tear your family into two clans

All I wanted, I just wanted to be loved

Where my home would be my Haven

[Verse 2]

Now he was staying full time with his poppa

He’d only see little Maggie two weeks in the month

One year later their poppa’s new girlfriend

Told little Maggie she dressed like a slut

Things escalated and then became violent

At which point his dad had to take a decision

Because if Maggie stayed, then his girl wouldn’t

And that was the end of Maggie’s stay with poppa

When Kyle was a boy, his dad would never feed him

Even though he never was no stranger to the bottle

He never really felt as though he belonged anywhere

His mom was a stranger and his poppa was a roommate

Now mom feels that she deserves more money

She orders a court date, and arms herself with Maggie

Shes taking down poppa, he’s going to pay more alimony

Im going to let you guess whose going to help out daddy

Chorus

Unh, don’t do it, I wish you didn’t go

And tear your family into two clans

All I wanted, I just wanted to be loved

Where my home would be my Haven

[Verse 3]

Now little Maggie ain't so little anymore

And the only time he sees her is December 25th

There are so many words he’d like to her

But they’d all come out wrong, so he better with

Draw no attention, that was always his code

He always seemed to fear that under the spotlight

His anger would aim high, cock back and unload

And this is where our story begins to unfold

Kyle liked the drugs ‘cause they made him feel numb

He badly needed money, so he started selling some

Couple months later, a friend needs a hookup

This chick was coming over and things were looking up

On that same night, Kyle’s friend called

There was panic in his voice, he seemed so appalled

He rushed to the scene, entered and then froze

As he saw little Maggie, dead of an overdose

[Outro]

How am I to love, if I’ve never felt that feeling

How am I to live, if I’ve never found a meaning

Look at what you did to your kids

You should’ve been there when they needed you

But instead you chased your ex-wife

Doing everything to bring hell to her life

Now you all alone with no kids

I hope that you know it’s all your fault

You stare at your daughter, looking for expression

But your kid is in a coffin, her stairway to heaven