And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and
Maybe, my father would think different!
His dreams gone dry, that's why he on water
Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner
But black kids come home to no father,
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
Cause at the end neither have a fucking father,
It's been 3 yrs since you left me father
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
You wife ain't shit, we g'd her
Luke im not ur father
Jt: didn't get a gift for her
Scum a disgrace to the father,
He's supposed to be a father
Regardless to all them, i appease her
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