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You aint never gave me nothing! You aint never done nothing but hold but hold me back.  Afraid I was gonna be better than you.  All you ever did was try and make me scared of you.  I use to tremble every time you called my name.  Every time I heard your footsteps in the house.  Wondering all the time... Whats Papa gonna say if I do this?... Whats he gonna say if I do that?...  Whats Papa gonna say if I turn on the radio? And Mama, too... she tries... but she's scared of you.

He could have played collage football
He was scared of his father

anger
fear
hatred


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