Kill Ya Dreamz KeneddyTheDon

[Intro]
It’s like dreaming is counterproductive
For some, it’s beneficial
For others, it’s detrimental

[Verse 1]
Life has begun
Exit out your mother’s chamber
Cock back that pistol and there’s no goin’ back
Ain’t no change up’s
It was your father’s pistol that put life in her magazine
The same day your uncle’s life was taken from a pistol with ease
From that day forward your father was a true alcoholic
Never missed a beat, always had a reason to be at the bar
When you was born, he tried to kick the habit, be a pappy
But it kicked back, he would relapse and then repeated the pattern
Growing up, you were too familiar with getting smacked in the back of your head
Being reminded, “You’re an accident”
It was systematic the way he made it clear
He would punch your moms in her face and make it appear to be your fault
His words were so convincing
You were so young, you were convinced to kill yourself
He was missing out on a relationship he should’ve kept
Now you disinfect the streets full of pests with a Tec
You blame it on his neglect