FUCK YOU

[sral]

FUCK YOU
all for pretending I'm not the same deal in the flesh
like it's cool to call into question if I'm as real as it gets?
bitch I don't need your respect and it's easy to tell
fifteen years as a vet oughta damn near speak for its self
need me to spell it out for you depressive writers and clones?
there's a reason I shelved this bullshit, I've a style of my own
don't act like what you've wrote is any rawer than mine is
I just take the highs with the lows, then put it all in my writing
every one has a story behind it that's based within fact
I can talk you through five 'em since you haters have asked
prayed for my dad one Christmas as I was sat on my own
too scared of facing the fact he'd just had him a stroke
family, close friends, all there fearing he'd die
that's when I wrote the Lonesome Snowman with tears in my eyes.
shits as real as you like, I was fucking scared he'd be dead that day
but he's a survivor & made sure he was there for the wedding cake.
he's careful which steps he takes since the stroke affected his balance
grey haired but still friendly faced DESPITE EVERYTHING DAMMIT
I still remember it happening, clear as mom losing her mind
how many you faggots have seen your own mother institutionalised?
staring straight through your eyes not knowing your name
- locked away with the psychopaths and the local insane.
my father broke down and caved & I wasn't used to seeing that
the docs diagnosis had came back as "Neurasthenia"
in truth, I feel this had the biggest impact on my life...
used to conceal the fact and put it to the back of my mind
thinking that by denying it, I'd distance myself from the truth
it took a long passage of time for me to tell this to you.
you don't know the hell I've been through, or the scars that map out my soul
so don't ever assume you know someone off face value alone
there's all manner you don't know about me I'd tell if you asked
an accident swoll my face, had me feeling like the elephant man
let's keep it rap, 'cause for me that was hard...
felt like no one would ever look at me without seeing the scars.
it took years to discard the looks I was given
where my facial features were marked with a hundred-some stitches
trust me I've lived it- I just feel it's time my secrets revealed
i'm not looking for sympathy either, I'm just keeping it real
never needed to deal with this bullshit so bluntly before
or seen the appeal in me pouring out my guts for you all
always put them in stories and developed them though
maybe now you'll look at them all & see I was telling my own...

thats real shit

rest in peace david adams

fuck with me or FUCK YOU...

@Genocide