Little Brother

When I was a little boy
I fed my mother a bottle of whiskey
While she was pregnant unbeknownst to me
I felt bad to say the least

And when my little brother was born
He had what they call "foetal alcohol syndrome"
The kids used to laugh and taunt him
As we'd walk to school

It's about this time that I discovered a drug
Called crack-cocaine
And by the second grade
I had my classmates hooked
And in the fourth grade I threw a big crack party, everyone was invited
And I got a girl named Cynthia
To blow my little brother for a fix

And no one would fuck with us
No one would fuck with us
After that

No one would fuck with us
No one would fuck with us
After that

And no one would fuck with us
No one would fuck with us
After that

And no one would fuck with us
How could they fuck with us
After that