[Intro]
(He-he, Original God)

[Verse]
The day that he met you, he tried to forget
What you took from him, his whole life he'd regret
He trembled around his loved ones couldn't know
Would they look at him like a sick circus show?
Would they laugh like the one's who bestowed his pain?
The Devil would surely had poisoned his brain
The gun from his father, they'd never have seen
Poor mama, your boy lost his life at sixteen