You were always cold to me,
Your touch, your love, your kiss so cold.
Was never enough to satisfy your limitless appetites.
You spread your love all over,
But never to your children or their mothers.

Your actions speak for themselves,
No love for anyone but yourself.

you got your teenage groupies helping you "cope". ( sick f**k)
But please remember,

No love will be given if you come crawling back.

Behind bars is your only future,
like your father,
and that's a fact.