Out of Reach I am an extreme Los Angeles Money green fiend I dedicate this scream to my two kids Aborted when I was eighteen I didn't mean to be addicted to crack & crystal But that was then, this is now So tell me how I can make it better Today and every day I pray to the Lord To please cushion your fall from your mother's womb Into his tender arms I apologize son & daughter for any harm I may have caused you & your mother Life is an addict Clucking my dreams to the pipe As you force me onto frontline street It shocks me how minutes of pleasure Can create years of pain Decision-making is for sane parents Not for little boys Money & time were two things I needed then But are now just excuses They were out of my reach I was in my way So please forgive me Because I'm destined to be A responsible parent Someday -Felix Zeledon