Here I am, conflicted and generally confused.
Slightly angry with too much to lose,
Family, I am responsible for all disasters
Missing links, papers and the like.
If anything goes wrong look at me
I will accept all responsibility.
Fuck this life and everything in this life
When something goes wrong it’s guns and knives
Can’t take the ghetto from the kid
Thankful now, for that I kid you not my friend
I guess this is how the story ends