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Ooo you a thug huh ?
But you in and out of jail bitch
You a dad and a junkie in love with that dope shit. 
You say you love your daughter 
But I say you bugging 
You claim you a man but you steady thuggin 
That money in your pocket won’t replace them years
Thank God for your daughter I can be there to catch her tears. 
Principles is  backward blame your own downfall 
Little do you know I done ducked and lost it all 
And then I lost my son 
Sent away to prison After living by the gun 
I can put my pride aside all her life I’ll protect her 
Your daughter never ask for the fucked up  cards you delt her. 
Until you change your life. You bitch a hoe a  trick 
No better then these jump off bitches sucking on some Dick. 
Face the fats and come and  do it. 
If you haven’t paid attention my nogga this more then music. 
This is more music 
Lost my son went and got him back 

I step where you fell down 
Ill take the blame 

 Daughters eyes 

I’ll happily raise a child in my heart she all mine 
But I know in time 
She’ll get older 
And that warms truth becomes  colder
Ill place  my hand on her shoulder
Remember what daddy told ya
In your darkest momentum darkness hour
You rise up you stand up your knowledge is your power. 
 Center of your minds eye is the understanding that darkness 
To know why as the pain hits
Fear none of this dark shit 
And she will cry inside 
As my breaks cause I knew in time 
That’s what you did would come to light. 
And I cared more just to try and save her 
Prepared your daughter never know the pain that you gave her  
F*ck boys better pay attention 
I set the tone did I fail to mention. 
I’m going to build her mental strength 
And the belief that she can succeed
And everything is in her heart that she will ever need. 
I’m here for abandoned children. 
Social sets of anxiety 
Variety of addictions 
I suffered through this sickness 
Anything to fill that void of that fatherless affliction 
 Narcissistic 
To choose dope over your daughter then play the victim 
Void that you placed. Will be the thing that haunts you. 
Apparently momma never taught you. 
Priorities are your children the money don’t mean nothing. Cause when you die and go away that money ain’t going with ya but the pieces of you that you place upon your children. Is your legacy to guarantee that they know true riches. 



Should be the reason that they take u to the street and gun your Pussy ass down 
Get offended get mad. Put a price tag on my head that won’t nobody come tag. 
I One thing about the truth.  Love conquers. All

Your past mistakes are in the past the moment that you own it. 
Own your shit or just be a sperm donor. 
The pain you put on babygurl you couldn’t even see 
Her Angel from above well obviously it’s me. 
Your can put blame on me

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