My Own Father

When I had problems I was there for help,
When I got introuble I whipped out my own dayum belt,
My friends had fathers always wondered how that felt,
Kuhz when i was growing up i was a father 2 myself,

When i was six i taught myself how 2 ride a bike,
When i got sleepy i tucked myself in at night,
When i got bullied i taught myself how 2 fight,
Being a father 2 myself never knew what wasn't right,

When i got my krush i read a book on love,
Questions about ryght and wrong i looked for guidance up above,
Father-Son day at work never knew what that was,
Oh i got all A's didn't matter no father no one 2 judge,

How 2 drive a kar hmm, i styll kan't drive stikk,
Medicine and soup these things i gave myself when i was sikk,
Fish and camping never went on those trips,
People say i have a smart mouth, i taught myself how 2 talk shyt,

Sand pits playgrounds i pushed myself on the swings,
Basketball footballi taught myself how 2 play these things,
Just wanted someone 2 look up 2 i guess those were big dreams,
I'm alive and brilliant i guess he did give me good genes,

Teach me about respect and how 2 treat a women don't bother,
Raised myself all alone and my lil brother,
Nope never had a son, never had a daughter,
But you know what for the past 21 years I have been my own FATHER!!
-Ghastly

Piece for My Dad

R.I.P. David T. Hampton I (My Father)

Whoever he is he took what wasn't his,
He took him from his wife and his kids,
my dad gone for life lyke he is doing a bid,
I styll remember all the nights spent at his krib,
Now I got nuthin 2 look up 2, I believed in u,
Snatched away my dreams, they will never kome true,
If he is real then this whole tyme he knew,
Styll let it happen, what kould you do,
I question him, how kould he do that 2 my mom,
Fukk that how kould you do me wrong,
Let my dad go lyke a played owt song,
He was changing, our relationship was looking bright,
Now he gone 7 years later shyt styll not ryght
If that's konsidered right then forget right, I might
Just say forget the world 2night,
Bang bang I'm gone extinguish my light,
No more dominik erase his life,
Where's the reset button,
Fingertips on it, I'm touchin,
Sign me up from the heaven or hell luncheon,
I'm gone its over no need for fussin,
I'm kursing 2 the sky hands held high,
Yellin over and over, how u let him DIE!!
How kould let him go, didn't u hear my skream,
I'll never get 2 play on a father-son softball team,
He died from a dayum 9mm magazine,
I was so innocent I was barely a teen,
He was my angel he had me under his wing,
Welp he gone, now listen 2 the fat lady sing,
-Ghastly Domo