PROF - Myself lyrics

[Intro] My parents got some big money problems We're all young and we're countin' on 'em I'm four years old, you think I'm bouncing on 'em? I just sit back and watch, thinkin' bout em [Verse 1: Prof] Mom's probably stronger than Pops is The talk is, that the old man has lost it Last week he came back from work I saw him on the porch With a gla** of milk in his shirt He was flippin' out Mom probably put it there Judging from how angry that she was It probably should be there Now both folks know that I'm standing there But Mama protects me Throws me behind her back Why did Papa do that? What's that tellin' me? Birds can't help but sing a melody. (I ain't stupid) Happy ever after is nothing but a fantasy Police are part of our family Son and mother look out from the porch See father's head duck under the door [Hook] I believe in nothing I believe in myself I believe in nothing Nothing at all [Interlude] My papa got some big anger problems I'm getting older and I'm sick about 'em It's getting harder just to live around it I need to take a stand as a man, I need to be about it [Verse 2] So ring around the posies round the living room table I can't remember what we were arguing about I stood up to the scariest man in the country I held my head high as I left the house Little boy stood in the face of a dragon Left with the heart of a lion, amazing It's funny, I left the house so it could cool down But the dragon stayed hot, who's the fool now? Papa and the devil, sitting in the basement A-R-S-O-N-I-N-G Young son, headed back to the household Running down the block, eight firetrucks deep Fell to my knees and I screamed in the front yard Fireman running around like no one's in charge Sort of like when it rains, it pours See the flames burst out of the door [Hook] [Bridge] I've learned a lifetime A lifetime as a boy Evil's on the inside Waiting for all [Verse 3] Got an apartment I'm 20 years old Finally thinking I have everything under control It's been years since I spoke to the man When, he gave me his old cutla** to get out of the sand So just like a hyena, I take the meat And then I run my a** away, you need to let me be But over time a part of me knew one needed to speak That's right when the world decided that it couldn't be It's the biggest hurdle thinking past tense When a strong man takes his last breath [Hook]