Liquid Confidence

I watched my mom die at the hands of my father
The liquid confidence flowing inside of him like water
I screamed at him “stop hitting my mother!”
And he responded, “I’m only showing her I love her”

I don’t know how it made sense to him, what
Kind of man hits the women he loves? The pride you strut 
Around in is worth nothing when you gain confidence
From hitting a women who’s left with nothing to her defense.

I walked out of the room and into the hallway
As hard as I tried I just couldn’t stay.
I took the cowards way out and ran from my problem,
I didn’t understand then, no matter where I ran, everybody’s gottum.