M.a.d at dad
Hook:
How i feel is lost
And that is real
Made myself mad
Made myself a little mad
Verse 1:
I got a little lad
Who loves his dad
Glad to be around
But i need more
My hands are
Made of steel
I'm a human too
Not just a robot
Programmed to do do do
I've fallen on the ground alot
Don't ever plan on getting shot
Got my life planned out
Ahead i see dynasty
I grew up with a red nose
Like Rudolph but i knew i
Would glow from a dark place
My race is ojibwe
Also french polish and irish
I don't like black liquorice
Don't mean i hate africans
Or americans I am also scottish
And we all like all nationalities
My life has been full of tragedies
Both parents addicted to
Crack and speed
The combination made
My heart bleed
The idea of success
Has always stopped
My progress
I continue to digress
And relieve stress
Open meanings
Only one mind conceiving
I really wanna relieve
All these demons
Hook:
How i feel is lost
And that is real
Made myself mad
Made myself a little mad
Verse 2:
I grew up with my class
My classmates
Second on my slates
Because all i knew how
To do as a kid was relate
As the years had fasted
So did my weight
And height
They both over reacted
Weighed 110 in grade 6
Made fun of alot
Ain't gunna lie
Only because mama
Bought whats cheap
And what i want
Like a good mother supposed to
I live life like nosferatu
Anti-social behaviour
Is nothing more than
A burning desire of mine
I am kind and kindle
Like a candle
And ride this horse
Like my ancestors before
Ojibwe canoes carved
My river bed
Through riverside
My classmates all left
My river bed
Never to be said
That we never
Had a relationship
That was never
Hard to relate in
I never could relate
Anywhere but poco
Our port coquitlam
Was my poor ratlam
A place known for being
Gold in my opinion
For the pocompton
And for the weed smoking
Every little city has a gift
Of shit that don't make up
For all its mistakes it hits
For it don't make a difference
If you live in it
You know what i mean
My city was grinding skin
And bones to make ends meat
End hook:
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Don't fuck around
Make em all ball
Harder for the money
Harder for the family
And make em all recall
What they did
Make em all recall
Gizhe-manidoowi
Gizhe-manidoowi
Gizhe-manidoowi
Gina`amaage
Gizhe-manidoowi
Gizhe-manidoowi
Gizhe-manidoowi
Gina`amaage
Me from living life
Why da fuck
Does it matter ya
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