But than my dad started to make some choices
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
I'm on i-80 though with my baby
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
It's sad to see it, but dad you cheated
Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit
No longer gonna try to tell dad shit, i'm done with it
I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit
Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway
Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say
Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy
If we thinking success is only measured by your money
Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room
But it's my dad singing to the tune,
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