family

Feeling more than I ever felt been before.I'll pay for the food And do the chores ,pops pays the bills we in debt For sure, mama ain't around so I don't love her no more, I'm rope, and life an death is playing tug-a-war brother in jail in a small cell no bail, went to the wishing well and wish for family mail

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