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MEET THE GRAHAMS
- [Verse 1]
- Dear Adonis
- I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest
- It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive
- I look at him and wish your grandpa woulda wore a condom
- I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him
- Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home
- Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown
- And you're a good kid that need good leadership
- Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit
- Never let a man piss on your leg, son
- Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son
- Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion
- Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches
- Never code switch, whether right or wrong, you a Black man
- Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push ups, get some discipline
- Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did
- Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership
- Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law
- Don't be ashamed 'bout who you wit', that's how he treat your moms
- Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure
- Five percent will comprehend, but ninety five is lost
- Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within
- Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them
- And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king
- Can't understand me right now, just play this when you eighteen
- [Verse 2]
- Dear Sandra
- Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them
- Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate
- You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment
- With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded
- Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator
- Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor
- I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper
- And more, uh, more paper
- I'm blamin' you for all his gamblin' addictions
- Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim
- You raised a horrible fuckin' person, the nerve of you, Dennis
- Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen
- Mm mm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think n***as like him should die
- Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest they life
- He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish
- Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better
- He got sex offenders on ho VO that he keep on a monthly allowance
- A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them
- And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin'
- Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose
- I been in this industry twelve years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret
- It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it
- They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em Tinder
- Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas
- To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister
- Or better, you're sellin' your niece, to the weirdos, not the good ones
- Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines
- The Embassy 'bout to get raided, too, it's only a matter of time
- Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away
- To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away
- They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away
- I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe
- [Verse 3]
- Dear baby girl
- I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world
- He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure
- He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs
- Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own
- Should be teachin' you time tables or watchin' 'Frozen' with you
- Or at your eleventh birthday, singin' poems with you
- Instead, he be in Turks, payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't deserve
- I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind
- You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind
- 'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion
- Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to
- His father prolly didn't claim him neither
- History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason
- But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child
- Give him grace, this the reason I made 'Mr. Morale'
- So our babies like you can cope later
- Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later
- I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his failed behavior
- Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation
- You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain
- I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains
- Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right
- And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "more life"
- Meet the Grahams
- [Verse 4]
- Dear Aubrey
- I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party
- But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body
- This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game
- But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name
- Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people?
- Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you
- And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home
- Thirty seven, but you showin' up as a seven year old
- You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill poppin' and spendin' problems
- Bad with money, whorehouse
- Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start
- But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom
- I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin'
- Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin'
- No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in
- No secret handshakes with your friend
- No cultural cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother
- Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya
- The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas
- Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman
- You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya?
- You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us
- Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements
- Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in
- 'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery
- You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury
- You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members
- They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em
- You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh
- You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come
- You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help
- Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself
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