"Family"

Oh blood of mine, oh kin of my skin,
What would you do if I were gone?
What you would you do
If you were never to hear my song?
My body laid to rest, soon to decay
While you live on to see another day.
We fight when we should love.
What will you do when I look down from above?
You treat me like shit, squish me under your foot.
I was never really welcome here.
That much is understood.
It's only curiosity asking the questions in my head,
But I really must know-
What would you do were I dead?