A song from my son

I go back home the lights are broke You don't spend money on yourself Youve been working hard and Everybodys worried bout your health You just brush the issue  You say worry bout yourself You tell me  im young i shouldnt worry bout the wealth He hands me a stack of bills enjoy your christmas I Go count it up as I see, broken equipment Lying in the kitchen, no I Dont feel right using it You know ill be Buying chick fil a for some stupid chick he says I hope you know thats what I want the most, yuh Maybe you gon understand one day when youre older This is what it means to put your family on your shoulders Too bad that im stubborn I wont learn this til im older Cuz we’re family and that’s all we got And we go our ways cuz the clock dont stop But despite the length  we still find our way back home And we’re all so far but I  wear your name Like a badge on my chest from the place I came from And I still pray that we find our way back home