How to Be a Parent
Let me be honest, I can’t really express it, and I don’t know how I should break it down
*Sigh*
But ‘cause of you and the things you did, I’m happy you’re not around
But let’s both forget that now and let me tell you how you failed me—WOW
I thought you were supposed to love me ‘cause I came out of you--*Cha-Ching*
Hear that sound? Don’t you know money won’t ever make you happy?
One winter morning after Christmas, kick me out and I said “GLADLY”
Let me be honest, though, “family”
I needed you pretty badly
When I was suicidal teen bullied for being Korean
Now I don’t know what a true mother is but I know it isn’t whatever this is
The relationship I’ll have with my kids will forever outshine you or this dis
I’ll love them, praise them, and shit I’ll even raise them
And do everything you didn’t do for me to be person that’s through
With your deceit, and hate, and your gold digger ways
You can keep that shit the rest of your days
And I’ll support my kids and work hard for them to have food, water, and shelter—AMEN
And to prevent their minds from going helter skelter
I’ll provide them will mental health and care more
About them than you ever did with me
I’m through with our “family,” and your “love” is a disgrace
Oh and while we’re at it, I might as well spit this “mistake”
My love for you can just be replaced
So stay in Illinois, Michigan is MY happy place