Out of Bounds

I clearly remember visiting my father in Soledad

he was healthy buffed up and didn’t look like he was doing too bad

when he got out and came home I was kind of glad

until he raised hell over his shoulders and dropped it on us

for that he violated his parole I was the one who went and told

I know you’re thinking that’s kind of cold

tell that to my mother’s unidentifiable face and bloody robe