[Beanie Sigel]
Damn how am I gonna say this shit?
Hey… hey dad, yeah it’s your boy
Remember me? I wanna talk to you scrap
I remember being kicked out the house
’cause I looked just like you
Said I’d be nothing but a crook
Just like you
The niggaz in the hood was shook
Where the just like you
‘Cause all they said was little whitey look
I’m just like you
But dog I can’t see it at all, shit
We never kicked it at all
We never pitched or kicked at a ball
Dog, you never taught me shit
How to fight, ride a bike, fix a flat
None of that sorts of shit
Nigga you was an abusive pops
Fuck you left me out to dry, stuck
Gotta teach news to box
Gotta teach news to bop
And that aint the half of it man
I gotta teach news to block
It’s about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)
Sit down let me tell you ’bout your fatherless sons
How they grew to be men and father they sons
Father they daughters
Nigga, you left a fatherless daughter
I never follow your orders
Nigga you make me sick
Pussy you could….ooh