When he was 10,his father split full of it Debt-Ridden
Two years later, see Alex and his mother Bed-Ridden
Half dead,sittin in their own sick the scent is thick
And Alex got better but his mum went Quick!
Moved in With a cousin,the cousin committed suicide
Left him with nothing but ruined pride
Something new inside
A voice sayin "Alex you gotta fend yourself"
He started Retreatin' and Readin' every treatise on the shelf
There would've been nothing left to do
For someone less astute
He would've been dead and destitute
without a scent or Restitution.