sat there you thought about what's wrong
with the way that the wind blows the way your father did when he was young
the way no one listened when you talked must have felt like the way that I did when my car was parked
Already fucked by the things that you had seen
Already lead by examples they had you believe
Already fucked by the things that you had seen
I wish you could see it- I wish you could read
You never had an real shot- At anything you want
We could have used your hands for evidence
You never had an real shot- found me guilty for the block
could have b...