Fitz. - Fitz' spoken word lyrics

So I'm a failure huh? You look surprised that I made 21 with all the odds against me moms wasn't with me she act' like Saddam sent me. a terrorist in mom dukes eyes at 6 got tired of mom dukes lies Tired of the motherless nights Me and my folks cuddled up tight up under the candle light This can't be right lookin' back i see it in black and white like she had a bag of pipes To gone to make the sacrifice to get her life right And you wanna question mine site. Wit' out first steppin' inside the mind of a child, running wild with no reason to smile. Foul. Pat, can I buy a Vial? Naw, she'd rather spend her time in bars while me and my brother lick peanut bu*ter jars No shoes, feet blacker than tar no rules, surprise' we aint worse than we are. So foolish i used to wish upon a star, praying that she change. but naw she'll stay the same. My young mind not knowin' that the drug had already altered her brain. 23 years in, sh** that's enough to retire at most jobs. but not the streets. See, once you enter you can't leave. its like bein' locked inside with no keys. a piano with no keys. Took a while for me to believe that the sh** was disease. eatin' on the mind of those that are weak. but you still find time to fault me, please..