Why I Hate My Grandma? F/ Shawn P.
jazz-
Every sine I was young the bitch been making my life hesitant
Treated other kids better than me they wasn’t even a resident
Bitched about everything even tried to choke me up on the wall
Kept calling me a dumb bitch so I flipped and punched er in her jaw
She never gave a fuck about my feelings she said I had no feeling
When she had company and something ended up missin she sweared I was stealing
The day I ran away I was thinking should I just for ever run away?
The bitch stated she wanted me out her house why the fuck would I stay?
shawn-
She was Drunk 24/7, she had all types of wine and liquor
Every loud word she spoke to me my anger grew intensely quicker
Thought I was scared but I never let her words offend me
somebody else tried to say something about me, bitch didn’t defend me
cousins came to visit wanted to embarrass me saying I pissed in the bed
when I walked pass her bedroom door I had thought of bustin a brick to her head!
jazz-
Ages 8 through 9 lived with her because my mama was mentally ill
Had no sympathy for the world my heart was too scarred to heal
Hated her for her acts why did she have to drink like that?
Made me so mad I had to go in her purse and steal a stack
Didn’t let me have phone calls either neither did she let me have fun
honest to god i would put her to sleep if i had a gun
tired of her treating me wrong, im supposed to be her granddaughter
she will finally understand its her fault when im in jail for man slaughter
shawn-
out that knife to my mama head i umped on er brought the bitch down
people stay with the wondering thought of why ma face scarred wit a frown
i put er jail one day the police put er in the back of that car
i didnt give a fuck i just watched hoping they would take da bitch far
when gettin in trouble at school took the teahes side ova mine
now that im older i might kill er and do my sad doing time