[Intro:]
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No matter how good a woman is, she still can't really teach him to be no man or daddy
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[Verse 1:]
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Used to walk around with a head full of naps
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Chubby young kid with a head full of raps
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Doing what he can, just trying to adapt
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Jumped to the block off of grandma's lap
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Jumped to the block, so did every emcee
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But gotta tell the truth, yeah, the block wasn't me
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Lookin' for adventure, but the block was not
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The block was real, Woo got killed
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Half a year later, Big Spank got killed
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And I got robbed, and Ronnie got shot
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And I bought my first tape by 2Pac
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And I got hard, cause I was smart
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I knew that the weak and the meek couldn't make it in the street
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Had to assert yourself to survive
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So I convinced myself it was better for me
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To be Jack in the *Lord of the Flies*
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It's a book I read, books I read
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Cause I'm addicted to literature
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As a young boy rollin' 'round with the clique
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Cause of that I was insecure
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I was insecure cause I realized
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Ain't no room for the civilized
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When the wild men rumble in the jungle
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And that's why Simon and Piggy died
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Ralph survives, but he lives changed
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Nothin's the same, shit'll drive a man out his brain
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Drive a young man insane
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My cousin Jimmy had a breakdown he ain't never been the same
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And he never will be again
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If I could fix his brain
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Take back the crack in his mind
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Give it all back, you can have the racks and fame
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I'd give it all back in exchange
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[Hook:]
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This is for the dads and the grandads
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And the little homies that ain't never had dads
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This is for the uncles and the OGs
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And the lil homies, and the YGs
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This is for the men I look up to
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And all the struggles that the men had to go through
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For every man that's ever had to man up
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If that's you, let me see you put your hands up
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[Verse 2:]
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I lost my youth, chasin' my youth
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Made me a youth in the back of a coupe
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Teenage love, like Slick Rick said
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I hit her with my Dougie and I had a gold tooth
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Fur Kangol, Filas too
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She was light-skinned red gold tooth
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But of course it didn't last cause I had to go to college
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And she was still in high school
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Damn, I'm a dad, this is bad
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This ain't good, my baby's in the hood
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And I'm walkin' 'round the black ivy league campus
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Like I wish you house niggas would
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So I go get a job, UPS
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Where they treat you like BS and
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You all know how the story goes
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Drop out of college and sell 'ses
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I figured I'd invest in studio time
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Drop rhymes, have success
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But, mostly I got fronted on, stunted on
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Nigga dealt with some stress
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I'll take that two, take that three
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Cause my momma got to see me on TV
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And my grandmomma got to get her Grammy
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And my grandaddy got to see his boy eat
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See his boy grow, I wish I never had that show
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I wish you never had to go
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Wish you could meet my wife, wish you could see my life
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But you had to see the light
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Wish I had you one more day
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Wish I had tomorrow that's your birthday
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We can sip gin, straight get fade
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We can ride old schools through the trey
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[Hook]
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Willie Burke Sherwood
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| Killer Mike |
