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