[Intro] You know I never met my father growing up And I was introduced to sex young I mean being molested and shit like that So like I've always been an angry, lustful being And I'm still dealing with mistakes that I've made to this day But I'm working
[Verse 1] It took two to make you But listen that ain't even half Depend on me to raise you I'd do it with the weakest back My strength will not forsake you For your sake I must lead a path at times I felt unable I came to stand, I needed that I tracked the streets of fatherhood They put me on and beat me bad and I rep this game proudly I'm holding you, don't need a rag, son I'm in this turf daily The doctors know I'm King, not mad, my speech is to inspire you Until I die and free at last But now I'm in this trap To me it seems my being has I know that's your mama That sentence I'll just leave at that I feel like I'm in Hell, son Do I deserve to be like that? Or maybe I can rise like a phoenix Son Steven Nash because this court is different There's no ball for me to pass, my time with you is split But listen that ain't even half This pain that I feel it's Ironic I feel weakened Dad is losing all his strength And then you said See you this weekend, dad
[Chorus] Because nobody taught me how to be a man Yeah, yeah My stepfather did all that he can Yeah, yeah Ain't seen my dad before, for you's a different plan Yeah, yeah To be as present as the gift of life at hand 'Cause I'm hurting I'm bleeding I feel weakened 'Til the weekend
[Verse 2] Your mother has you more than me And that's lucky for she to have Different like a sorority But common goals to be in frats Man where are my authorities? With paperwork I need to grab The public be ignoring me Like they don't even see your dad I know that this get deep So sink or swim, who needs a class? Ironic how the deep end depends on if we even splash I'm drowning out the screams My brain relives a scenic past The system stems from separating seeds like when the weed is trash I tend to CBD's Joint custody we think we have Wipe my tears with my forearm You probably think you've seen me dab But you're my biggest drug One actually that I need to have Without you I will relapse Son I know I may seem detached just know your dad is working I punch the clock with even jabs until my hands are hurting My arms give out and fingers snap The pain I feel is certain Ironic I feel weakened Dad is losing all his strength And then you said See you this weekend, dad
[Chorus] Because nobody taught me how to be a man Yeah, yeah My stepfather did all that he can Yeah, yeah Ain't seen my dad before, for you's a different plan Yeah, yeah To be as present as the gift of life at hand 'Cause I'm hurting I'm bleeding I feel weakened 'Til the weekend
[Verse 3] Son I had to bring it back Like when you go get a refund or receipt attached This life you can't reenact My thumb on this note I forever will be a tack They poking my finger, Jack This bag can't aid me, where are my singers at? That mean that I bleed for that I need space for these bars, let me drink and don't keep a tab Still got love for your mama when she be mad Maybe we just did things too fast We were speeding towards an uneven path And like sleeping, indeed we crashed Z-Z-Z how we swerving and we just dashed Catch a pillow for money and leave a bag But if fly is the Chief and is growing like me I have a cocoon wrapped around me the size of a sleeping bag I learned that I cheat to pass The hurt from what I cannot receive, repeat it back Was elementary to senior grads I ain't even grasp That ain't even class To treat it like that where my evil ass But every time I loved, they cheated back So when I think of love, I think of that I just do it to cope like a fiend with crack I don't know how to love even me in fact But when I look at you, it don't seem so bad Could it be you're so pure and I needed that? Hold up, could it be since a youth, we were bad? And think not once have I seen my dad So I grew up confused and just being mad And abused the views and people sad Then you called and you said It's the weekend, dadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
