Special Jim - Retch

Victor

Sentimental shit

Tearjerkers

VIP at the Special Olympics, I had the shrimp dish

Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches «you can do it champ

This what we trained for»

Hold up

Yo

VIP at the Special Olympics, I had the shrimp dish

Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches, «you can do it champ

This what we trained for»

But he placed fourth, the saddest day in August

He paraplegic, wheelclair bound

As he approached I watch the tears come down

Such a somber sight

Embraced him tight and whispered words of encouragement

Know whats his favorite, I offered to buy him ice cream

He like sprinkles, rainbow joints with the double scoop

I drawed the hoodie on a bubble goose

His Unc a custy, Aunt suckin' cock, it’s just a family fact

The parking spot reserve a handicap

He in a different world, he never partied, never kissed a girl

Since he was 9 he sport the British curls

His moms is strugglin', work 2 jobs and she makin' nothin'

Just enough to keep her puffin', so disgustin'

Every chance she get she suckin' on that glass dick

Her son a bastard

His father died in a truck, he was drunk and crashed it

The V was bent around a tree like it was plastic

He was 6 at the time, he couldn’t comprehend

Strange man at his house his moms would just call a friend

He always there, slept in the same bed as his mother

One day he even caught 'em wrestling under the covers

Fuck

Oh my God

At least that’s what he thought they was doin', but they was screwin'

His favorite athlete Patrick Ewing, he had the jersey

Gift from his dad 'fore he died in a fiery death

He never wear it cuz it make him depressed

Damn

The outcast of his class, the butt of every joke

He hardly ever spoke

He rock a Hearing Aid, it’s hard for him to take the notes

Parent/ Teacher conference?

never showed up did his folks

But what hurts the most…

He made Deans Lists when they gave out report cards

His moms was sucking off the owner of the sports car

She couldn’t even acknowledge his academic success

So she saw it, left it right on the steps

High off rock, stumbled in the crib a couple hours later

Greeted by a piece of paper

Fell to her knees, as the tears ran down to her chin

Swallowed a couple pills with gulps of the gin

Roxycontin

The blue 'contin never to make the pain stop

Her heart gave out, then her brain stopped

In the kitchen lying lifeless

Lord, why she had to go and end it like this?

She got me…

VIP at the Special Olympics, eatin' a shrimp dish

Screaming at Jim Jim from the benches, «you can do it champ

This what we trained for»

But he placed fourth, the saddest day in August.

Fuck