answer TwoOneEight version

trying to call my dad he got me feeling low,

because he didnt come to my show,

i sent him tickets, even had my assistants, push the inhabitants to the limit,

dad you broke my spirit, answer the phone, all i hear is this fucking ringing tone,

remember that time i gave you a lone, and all i asked in return was for you to be here tonight,

what did you do with the tickets sell em on ebay, what did that guy pay, today,

my future is fading from blue to grey,

all because you didnt come see me sing about how much i love you,

now you got me wanting to get back to suicidal rapping,

remember when you told the cops i was homicidal, and i still loved you,

you ruined it this time, this is our final, cycle, im done with your tribal shit,

everytime we go the elders are always calling me a new title,

saying im the sacrificial lamb, to there ritual,

this rap is me confronting you, discussing with my readers how youv always hated me,

making a movie about you thatll be in all the theaters,

if you could answer the fucking phone, id say hey dad where were you tonight,

instead of getting into this whole fucking fight,

now my light that was once bright is dimming,

now all i have left in this life is wishing.