My love, my pain, the essence of this child
it gets me so high and makes me forget about life.
i owe everything to this kid because of him why I'm still alive
i look at his face and know ill survive.
you might brag about your kid, what he can do and what not
but my kid saves lives and he doesn't even talk
i used to be one of those guys, "smoke weed everyday"
but no, not anymore. id rather hear these words he cant really say.
i still do things wrong and bad habits are hard to fight
but i know I'm going to be okay with you by my side.
