My daddy brought me to counselling, to get myself checked
You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect
No stopping me though, better believe yo, my morale just increases so, shut the fuck up
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug
I got your daddy working for me as my steward
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,
So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies
The street slang i be speakin in code
Some just wait for me to choke
I got the type of bump that make a bitch wanna hump
That happen to act like a black president
Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues
Fuck with me i make ya genre red just like it got the blues
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Subconcious trying to make a better man of me
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