This feel like it's a curse
And each generation just keep getting worse
'98 Short-tempered and filled with hate
Because mi fada box mi mada
Now she say that she is going away
She tired ah di fighting Say this ah di right ting
'Cause if she stay she gonna end up in jail
So if a boy fi raise him hand
And if you waan mi cut you off
And in the midst of dis mi reminisce how she did lose her father to mental illness
And even though mi neva like it
Dem words ya did a bite mi
Fast forward to the future now
Man a big man own mi own a house
But inside mi did feel empty problem de ya plenty
Mi baby mada did a fuss we start a fight
So she packed and left that very night
And by the following day She called me to say "Hey
(She say) "I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know if I'm coming back"
Woman you crack you cant do dat Hear what
Just mek mi talk to him before mi fly yu
Yout mi say mi love you (mi love you)
Keep on growing 'cause one day you'll star the show
An in the midst of this She took my happiness
Mi a go lose my mind to mental illness
Because mi one and only seed the only mi need was taken away (yeah)
Gone today but not forever