The Visual

By Tony Mike

Released on December 6, 2016

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[VERSE 1]

Picture 4 kids at the table eating left overs/

Mom depressed bouta man she's stressed over

Phone ringing, sorry Wess, I can't come outside have guests over/

Plus i got to study for these tests over-

Physics and math/

The baby's crying man, I'ma have to hitchu back

Yooo, tell that bitch to raise em, you ain't them kids dad/

Just wait 'till everyone hears about this shit in class!

Go to where the milk is at, get some formula out the kitchen/

Moms bitchin from a distance, can't you fuckin pay attention!

Shut that damn baby up, and do them motherfucking dishes!/

If you fuckin kids would listen i wouldn't have to hit ya!

And don't go crying and whining, showing everyone your blisters/

Bc no one gives a shit. When you're gone, no one will miss you

Aweeee, you gonna slit your wrists again? here let me grab you a tissue!/

You little bitch you want your dad, ask his ass to come get you!

Oh, that's right, you musta forgot who you belong to!/

He's got a new wife and a new kid, he don't fucking want you!

Your best bet is to shut the fuck up and watch who you talk to!/

Say one more motherfucking thing to me and I swear to God I will knock you-

Threw the motherfucking wall-now go get my alcohol/

You kids aggravate the hell out of me, I regret all of y'all

You're going to see your grandma, that was the last straw/

I'll going in my room don't bother me, I got to go give Paul a call

Plenty of nights, I fell asleep begging God to take me/

Plenty of nights, I woke up fighting men she was dating

Plenty of mornings, I woke up hating -God that he made me/

I can't raise another baby, why the hell don't you save me!?

They tell me it'll all get better, and I've been waiting/

Hand full of pills and now I'm contemplating

No answered prayers after a lifetime of praying/

Open this notebook, start writing, hit record and start painting


[VERSE 2]

Picture those same 4 kids, after 12 years pass by/

We won't ever eat together again, but, hey, thats life

That baby probably ain't the same way we remember him/

Who knows? it's been about 9 years since we last visit him

One is in the Navy now, made me proud/

Me, I got a baby now, It's crazy thing to think about

And the other, is just me when I was younger/

In the same position, lil scared motherfucker

We surived the foster homes, but both fell into addictions/

Weed, alcohol, and fuckin stupid ass bitches

G.E.D. cuz succeeding isn't that simple/

If it's too late to save you, then they just forget you

Missed potential, with a twisted sense of humor/

Wanna sneak in her room when she's sleeping and shoot her

B and E, stolen T.V. and a lap top computer/

Facing a felony for some shit I never did do to her

And the cuts have healed, but the scars are still visible/

And them 3 might still love you, but there is no reciprocal

You're cynical, took your meal ticket, cuz you get too physical/

Grab my kid, be glad that's all we did to you

You lost the battle, and wanna make shit difficult/

Instead of wave the flag, you made me out to be a criminal

Vengeful, call Dr. Phil to give you a physical/

Get on Facebook and go Biblical, yeah that's typical

To complete this visual, I want to give you a little of who she was/

I was 7, it was 2, left alone, she's at clubs

Lost all her kids to the system, or her sister picked em up/

All cuz she picked a bitch with a dick addicted to drugs

She's been with so many men, I can't say a name she didn't fuck/

Literally kicked outta city for being a promiscuous slut

She lives off her son, and any men that are dumb/

Then goes to church and plays Christian and y'all forget shit that she does