Ain't recieved any mail
Then dad payed off my bail
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
Fuck that nigga, i am the party
My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//
I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home
My dad caught me and told me "dat i didnt gave u the permit"
So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit
When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell
Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/
But everybody’s self-made carved their own names
Me and momma been through it all and my dad was playin games
What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back
Call me godfather, i'm practically raps dad
You remind me of my dad, reminding me of my mistakes
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
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