Behind Bars (Diabolic)

...Yo... I wake up to Vodka Tonic, Child support-Lots of chronic Hung-Over-Blunt rolled'up, Just tryin' not to vomit The God's honest truth, I cut my baby momma loose Cuz the bitch got rotten roots & made me wanna cock'& shoot Cops in hot pursuit, Just doing what I gotta do I'm out makin' product move' She claims that i'm knockin' boots But how the fuck's my daughter gon' be proud of poppa deux If daddy's broke got no loot, Can't afford to cop her shoes That's not what fathers do I make sure my daughter eats Lock the door before she sleeps, Try to keep her off the street Her momma tortures me, Ofcourse i'm force to deal with it' All this drama brought to me like i'm some sort of meal ticket I feel sickness nauseated by the hunger pain Ain't tryna run the game, I wanna peace' Fuck the fame What's an aim' Got my mother lookin' at her son in shame So i'm drinking, Thinkin' back like when's it all gonna change? Life ain't shit but liquor & splittin' L's Closed off to the outside world in a shell Behind bars feeling more like i'm in a cell Attitude's like' I don't give a fuck, Give'em hell (2x) I'm an alcoholic pot-smoker, Chances are i'm not sober But I don't make my seed deal with the chip on her pop'shoulder I never got over feeling like i've been forsaken Broke'Living in this basement' Out of loss for inspiration Commiting sins of Satan to fill these dinner plates And have some dough to finish makin'a lying thief's vindication Been as patient as I can but now i'm finished waitin' I'ma bring the winds of change for some kind of simulation My innovation coulda've got me major label love But I can't lie instead of swallowing my pride, I taste my blood The weight above from this paper left my shoulder's crushed Like i'm in a cobra clutch, Stuck bein' broke as fuck My wifey now is real' claims I never open up Why you always goin'buckwild like you smoking dust? I don't know enough to answer' I apologize I'm just stoppin'by to tell you'for I take this shot & hide Life ain't shit but liquor & splittin' L's Closed off to the outside world in a shell Behind bars feeling more like i'm in a cell Attitude's like' I don't give a fuck, Give'em hell (2x) I sold drugs and took a few, All my friends took'em too Guzzeling that crooked brew Ain't shit i'm shook to do Wifey said' Think of how ya mom will look at you Now i'm apologizing to her for the shit i've put her through Used to think there were some people I just couldn't loose Burn a bridge watch and turn this shit rebuild good as new That wouldn't prove to be true the more I recollect I was wrong but better yet' Greedy for that treasure chest Left for death, The pressure gets to me to eat a meal Makes it hard to keep it real, All I do is cheat & steal What I see & feel is bottled up like ketamine Replaced by diamond nickle schemes, Balanced on a triple beam Every relationship I had got blown to smithereens Drama I was in between' Wiped'em out like Mr.Clean I lived a dream thinkin' I wake up and save the day That's all I came to say Now i'ma drink the pain away Life ain't shit but liquor & splittin' L's Closed off to the outside world in a shell Behind bars feeling more like i'm in a cell Attitude's like' I don't give a fuck, Give'em hell (4x)