My Worst Nightmare

I never thought talkin’ from my perspective would be talkin’ from his

I never thought I’d be no different from a nigga who hated his kids

Lately my only goal is to not end up as much as a joke as him

It’s like no matter how many answers I get he’ll always be the problem

Came into my life as everything but a father but somehow I’m to blame

Somehow I got to my brother first and now he’s never been the same

Staring at myself in the mirror tryin’ my best not to see his face

I wish I could just wake up as someone else but that just isn’t the case

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