Suffering

Chorus:
8 years ago we were riding down the street
8 years ago i was figuring out who the fuck i could be
8 years ago my family was torn to pieces

Verse 1:
By my fathers vengeance repentance would follow than later on my dad he long lost and gone like a dog
Father was abusive verbally we grew up strong together but when he left he became weak started drug abusing doing meth
And coke from the time i was 10 to 17 my father was a wreck
He wanted to protect me i was looking for a way to resurrect and forget
And forgive
Wesley never was confident until now
Walking down the isles i followed a path on
For miles for hours
He lived inside an apartment building from the time i was 8-11 back than he met a girl named josie who had two daughters pretty as could be she also lost a boy in the army i grew up watching that shit grow inside the building i kissed my step sisters and i grew up never knowing half my brother kyle shit it never seemed normal no none of it did i grew up in that new west building meeting a kid with a stripper mom i saw pictures of her on all fours damn i thought
Why oh why am i here i thought
All these broken people
I guess thats just because i was broken too
I had a black friend my step sister kendall wanted a black boyfriend i wanted her back than too
But it just seemed coincidental
That we all had the same mental
That we all were on all fours at one point its like this way for me linking the number three, three years old i was traumatized my favorite number is 23 and lastly one of the second worst times in my life was when i was 13
8 years ago we were riding down the street
8 years ago i was figuring out who the fuck i could be
8 years ago my family was torn to pieces
I would ride with my friends in poco the boards of ours from west 49 and at this time it was before my mom turned 49
Levi and david used to be my best friends in poco i grew up watching all the news and youtube trends just the beginning
With mom she was always acting like she was suffering her mind was else where while i needed her it became to resistant to do so she didn't give me what i wanted to hear i felt like i was empty inside and had no opprotunity and no career
My dad grew mad from the time i was 10-11 he married my mom made her credit full of debt and made me starve for a day without food i ate flinstones vitamins and drank water to keep my strength up later on i ate something at my friends place spent the night there
Next day i hear my dad tried throwing my mom out of the door police was called it was a flashback to when i was three
I wanted to leave my home than instantly
Why you gotta be suffering
Why you gotta be suffering
Why does everything got to be tough
Why does everything got to be about love
And sex ask dr.freud wait hes dead im so sorry i didn't mean to be rude
Outro