Dead Beat

Your Ugly, You fill my heart with hate For those things that are wrong, I understand I can relate I played a role many moons ago, But in this light I choose to make things right As I realize your the same old same old The last Christmas you ruin, True story told With age you have not grown As a man, I am woman n I'll kick your ass 10folds I am the woman, Yes who allowed you to be all the things I did not need Give me a hammer and any craftsman tool, For I am a crafts man building and destroying everything around you You insignificant trace of a diluted Jamaican mans blood These tears don't shed for you but for me in self pity, for choosing you so early To early to see the long term effects of what could be You bum, you've never supported me with your fake ass dollar tree I am and always will be the sole supporter Thank you for confirming, For making stronger My son I guarantee will stop wallowing at your feet, realizing hes more of a man you'll ever be, My daughters will recognize in the men they meet, all the wrongs because early you taught them to see An un-valued soul you keep My only Thank you to a Dead Beat.......................................................