You're not my dad
You always wanna hear something

You're not my dad, you pussy nigga
Get your papers up

You gave me nothing else, never gave me time and advice
How you gave me life, didnt tell me how to mic
Had to do it on my own, never gave me loans
Never told me bout these shones, told me how to go out
And go it on my own, this a letter to my pop

So when I see him, he might heckle and cotch
What's up dude, what happened with you and moms
Heard you was a rolling stone, why you just moved on
Needed you to be in my circle, but you was gone

Broke us like croutons, had to be too strong
Yeah, but don't break us, don't make us
Mama saved up, and she took us to Jamaica
She did it on her own, wasn't worried bout you playa

That woman's so strong, she could move the Himalayas
But nah, I can't say the same about you
Baby mom's trippin', she was wild too
And I got two kids, but I never left they side

I don't care what she do, I don't care about the pride
No excuse, you ain't pull up in their ride
Matter of fact, you ain't stay, she ain't a bride
Never spoke about the pain, she kept it inside

When we spoke on the phone, and you told me what's wrong
I was 15, homeboy, you waited too long
You said bitch ass nigga, I don't look back nigga
I can put it on my back, like a book bag nigga

It's the letter to my pops
And when I see him, he might heckle and cotch
What's up dude, what happened with you and moms
Heard you was a rolling stone, why you just moved on

The demon is in my circle, but you was gone
Broke us like croutons, had to be too strong
Letter to my pops