A Tale By Quincy - The Weeknd

Looking back now I didn't know what it was supposed to be

And, and it's like raising kids, man

If you weren't raised, you don't know how to raise, you know?

I just did the best that I could with them because they know fucking well I love them

But I didn't do the best I could

I didn't know what the fuck I was doing

I didn't

I will never forget watching my mother get put in a straight jacket

And taken out of my home when I was only seven years old

She was diagnosed with Dementia praecox and put in a mental institution

Leaving my daddy alone with me and my little brother Lloyd

I later had an evil stepmother who further cemented the idea that I didn't need a mother

Growing up without one had long lasting impressions I didn't fully understand until much later in life

It bled into my relationships with family and those I had become romantically involved with

Whenever I got too close to a woman I would cut her off

Part of that was vindictive and partially based on fear, but it was also totally subconscious

Looking back is a bitch, isn't it?