

(A haunting, low piano melody plays in a dark room.
Rain pours in the background.
Suddenly, a massive, blown-out trap bass hits like a physical punch.
Static cracles over the
microphone.) Yeah. I remember.
I remember the screaming.
I remember what you did to her.
Look at me now.
Look at us! Turn it
up!
I was eight years old hiding under the sheets Hearing screams in
the hallway,
the violence in the streets You put your hands on my mam,
broke her down to the bone Then you packed up your shit
and left us completely alone No food in the fridge,
just the tears on her face Had to watch my own mother
try to clean up the place And for five long years,
you were nowhere around While I was burying my head just to
block out the sound I cried every single night,
eyes burning and red
Replaying the trauma, wishes screaming in my head
Crying over Jahseh, crying over you
Two heavy heartbreaks tearing me in two!
So get the hell back!
Get the fuck away!
You don't get to step into my house today!
Where the fuck were you when the tears wouldn't stop?!
When the pressure in my chest felt about to pop?!
You hurt my mam,
then you ran like a ghost Now we don't want you here
when we needed you most!
Get
back! Get back! We don't want you!
Five years later, now you knock on the door?
Acting like you didn't leave her bleeding on the floor?
Acting like I didn't have to grow up too fast?
Nah, look at my eyes,
you're a curse from the past!
I used X's music just to cope with the scars
Screaming in my room,
trying to break through the bars Jahseh taught me how to fight
when the world is a lie
And he taught me how to stand when the cowards run and
fly You think a simple "sorry" fixes five years of pain?
Fixes all the nights Mam was crying in the rain?
Step the fuck back,
don't you touch that latch You're a match to the gasoline,
a toxic match! You broke her.
You left me to cry
in the dark.
But we survived
without you. Get the hell back.
Don't ever come back.
(The sound of a door deadbolt snapping
shut, followed by complete
silence.)