Текст песни Seeds - ThatMilkBoy

Yeah you know that that's ThatMilkBoy
I'm done dwelling on the past
But shit, I need to understand
How my moma dissed her babies
Just to get on with a man
We where always in the trenches
Swear at times it felt like Nam
With the pressure on my sister
I got mad and then I ran
To my father,
On God I am lucky to have a hand
To hold, he held me down
As we got up again and again
Another city and I hated it
My sisters like fam
This shit goes round and round
I know it blows, it's just like a fan
Shit
We where told to stay back
So we tipped on our toes
It's a show and we act
Like we don't even know
How deeply rooted rot
Is in our family tree
My grandpa had a wife that would
Forbid him to see us you see
His former life was something of the past
Now he's deprived of me
He snuck out to my moma
It took time for him to finally leave
Until that day we bumped into him
Hugged in-front of his new seed
For there on out it crumbled
Man it all fell down like leaves
Would do in autumn
And yeah that's awesome
I will come prepared
For when girls start acting up
This time I might not be as scared
For we all got baggage
And it may not always be Hermes
But if she don't recognize them
Give the tag a home address
What a mess
I wrote this on my way
Home from psychiatry
I hope that you don't mind
Of taking part of my own diary
I'm hardened by these lessons
Take it in like its a dietary
I'm scraping from the bottom and shit
You get irony
Shit
You get irony
When scraping from the bottom and shit
You get irony