HiFiLoFi
we had the money, but it was like we were poor
cause my step-dad keep wasting it on liquor
im outside all out night, on the block i roam
since i was too afraid to come to my own home
pops been abusive since i was a kid
when he came to the crib, to the closest i hid
my mother knew about it, but wasnt to my aid
cause he pleased her, so it was all okayed
then he came home late, that one evening
been drinking & fighting, his head was bleeding
so i had left the room, and went to hide
but he looked in the closest, and found me inside
he pulled & dragged me out, then attacked me
but that first single hit, what was had snapped me
so i had to put an end to this atlast
i grabbed the .32, (gun effect), went the blast
