Sordswinga/Nefarious Collaboration

[Saint]

Sordswinga - My Youth.

Some shit he wrote in 1999. Don't think there were too many people capable of writing this at that time. It's by no means perfect now, but I thought it was ill when I read it for the first time. - Master Bates

My father should have kept his semen stored,
since his departure was premature, what's he breeding for?
having a son he's never seen before,
his replacement was an abusive drinking dork
now my mother seemed ignored
except when he screamed and swore, always an uneven war
falsely mistreated for being a cretinous whore with bleedin sores,
at age six watched her entering and leaving court
for a routine divorce,
she was doing heathen chores scrubbing cement floors
just so we'd have heat indoors I started thievin stores
for candy and porn, we were extremely poor
my friends now wonder why I'm so cheap and greedy for,
later on I started fucking with a Blade like Stephen Dorff
but violence wouldn't help my schemes, dreams, and thoughts,
now I'm just grieving more.

I was dumbfounded
when I overheard the way my mom sounded
when she had her rump pounded
One day she took me and my Teddy Ruxpin
and fled in a Chevy something? from her deadly husband
who's just in it for her sweaty bosom
we moved to my aunt's and I was plenty fussin'
had a best friend but I said he wasnt
since we were already cousins
Ever since he was a scolded toddler
peed the bed and the unfolded cot
my cousin was my role model, all along
my mom had her goals boggled
and would recycle old bottles
to afford a car with complete parts and full throttle

Pissy stains smelling like big city drains
giving me a dizzy brain
often misbehaved then felt scared
but held tears when the belt teared through my pelt rear
welts appeared we were approved welfare and free healthcare
My backyard was a dumpsite with a broken jaguar,
rats from the trash made their way inside and would choke and stagger
when mom was provoked and angered
and stabbed em with a coatless hanger
while her stomach was soaked with coke and lager
this is no longer just a rhyme but my life's spoken saga