You got my gram knocked up
and ditched the 2 month old baby
My mom always used to wonder if she somehow screwed up
I spent my whole life thinking you should die, maybe
The stress you caused my family
made me erase you from our history
You left Granny with 3 kids
even if only one was yours it's wrong.
My real papa replaced you easily
But don't think it lets you off the hook
No matter your petty little reason
Everyone hated you when you booked
So why am I here feeling blue?
Sad of your death even though I hate you?
Even though you are related by blood I still think it would be swell
If your uncommitted ass would burn away in hell
When mommy showed me your death certificate
from 13 years in the past.
Even though we had all forgotten you
I still saw a tear fin her eyes.
You died at the turn of the Millennium
Letting nobody of your previous life know
So even though I am kind of mourning
I am so happy that you decided to go.
Fuck off, pops.