And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally
That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
So i thank you, but i hate #you, and if i had the chance id forsake you/
I thank you for influencing me to rap, and my health
I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself
The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had
In the back of a chevy that’s all black
Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class
Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,
And i wanna thank you for that
I promise i'mma call you back
True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that
We didn’t even getta choose our mom or dad
Because there ain't no coming back from that
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