Regardless to all them, i appease her
But look at my mother and father
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
My father is gone wah wha dont fear sorry for me
I am my own father, i am my own brother,
You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper
That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice
And americanized/ tried to make me hate my father and live
Just leaving my family out in the long haul
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Race is international my father isn't actual
Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat
Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back
My father is the cause of these memories
Is it the money or my marriage or media peace
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