text: And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know
  He did had one visit with his mother I think
  During the time that he lived with me and she brought
  Him a huge box fill with gifts you know clothes and all
  Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it sat in the corner
  Untouched, literally for months hed never opened anything just
  Left the box there
  Whats going on in your mind when someone you havent seen since you were nine is out at your door step right now?
  Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up at the front door
  And we found out he escaped from a psych ward and stole grandmas car?
  Ah, rest her soul
  I know thats off topic, but I miss her soul
  So ironic that she was blind but told me Im handsome I was
  Every time that I walked in the door
  Cant lie and say it was easy being 14 on February 14th
  Watching a body die in my arms
  Then have to go to a school that I hated
  When my grade indicate that I dont give a fuck whats going on
  A couple hours later on
  And not to mention that one bitch that I loved
  By the way, I call her bitch because she was
  Wanted me to catch another man fucking her
  Invited me over, told me to come into the front
  Come upstairs and say whats up
  And there she was, little slut
  I was broken hearted, shouldve broke that bitchs jaw
  Just for playin me like a chump
  But instead went to the garage, grabbed one
  Of her brothers rifles, went outside
  And shot that other mothafuckas truck up
  I guess thats what lead me to cuffs
  Becomin common in my life like funerals was
  Daddys less common now, he gave up
  After he heard the judge pin a fucking felony on his son
  Funny enough, me and Aunt Barbara even closer
  Start to feel some weight lift off her shoulder
  Till it piled back on when a radiologist told her
  That she had breast cancer and might not live much longer
  Fast forward, the woman that I call my mother isnt my mother
  Or even blood but thats how much I love her
  And Im feeling awkward cause the doorbells from the person that I call HER
  Maybe I aint ready for it...
  Shit, what should I wear?
  Fuck that, I aint going down there
  I waited over a decade for closure
  Why should I receive it if it might not be something I want to hear
  In the mirror is a empty reflection
  And in my head are questions I want to ask like, Where the fuck did you go?
  Why did you turn my birthdays to the worst days every year that you didnt show?
  And if you must know, I didnt turn out to be much else
  Than a drunk who fell face first to a pile of hell
  Took four snuffs of the devils dust
  Ended up with my manager helping me cause I couldnt take a piss by myself
  But I did get a record deal
  And all my records got that making of a legend feel
  And I did have a daughter who I promised that the way that way you made me felt
  Is a way she will never feel
  Slip a Benadryl in my cup
  Ech, fuck it, Im sickening up
  Pit of my stomach clenching, all my muscles stiffening up
  I aint been this nervous since I got jumped
  Flick the tip of my J over a surface covered with ashes and junk
  Took a pull and sat it down, put on both of my Chucks
  Reach for the door but my hands sweaty, Im anxious as fuck
  Couldnt even hit the stairs without remembering how many years I was there waiting to see your car pull up
  Now you saying shes right there?
  Man you saying shes right there?
  You telling me, if I open up this door right here
  That shell been standing right there?
  And after all these years, am I wrong for having this fear
  Of meeting the reflection that was missing in the mirror?
  Open up the door and then I see her
  Opens door