Dad forgotten to sin

Father, wife beater, killer,Tim Biggins whatever you wanna say,
because its your comments and regards that keeps him at bay,
Feeling bad,
because the shit im throwing at him is making him so sad,
the fucking house burned down and you blaming me?
His fucking life was in that house how the fuck could could i do that and still be,
so now I'm treating bad, because he fucked up my life I gotta put him through shit,
his a dimound i'm a rose, together we can destruct foes,
he looked after me and that he chose,
Why he almost died two times for me god only knows,
Still i run from him to start a new life,
He keeps his head up,
never getting fed up,
even with gettin tied up in hand cuffs,
he tough and rough,
and it seems to be that he can never get enough,
of this crazy shit like getting beat,
not having a place to sleep,
getting pushed into a hole so deep,
but it seems like its always his son that he keeps,
so now i turn on him,
fuck yeah if i like it or not i love you Tim,
fuckers his my dad made alot of stupid decisions,
but he always had a great vision,
driven so far, yeah to many times to prison,
I've been down before but dad dont cry,
because your son still looking to the sky,
getting paid, making a life out of nothing yeah getting by,
I wanna be like you yeah never gon die,
Like you i got my will to live,
to that college fuck yeah some day i am gotta arrive,
I dont know how you keep on going,
it seems like everyday my life would be slowing,
But yet you still keep on growing,
in some crazy way its me that you are towing,
And in some crazy way im still your little boy,
we are still back at the house playing with that board game toy,
I think we both miss those days, when happiness was there,
fuck man i was not even scared,
because you cared...