i was raised by my grandparents, single mother couldnt hold the weight, my daddy thought he was whodini, did a magic trick(laugh), made that great escape, my fate without a father didnt change, just was harder, i'm a blackman in a whitemans world, that wasnt any girl it was corey's daughter, i'll go from infinity 2 beyond for any child thats my bond, they need love, but take care of ya own blood to the damn scrubs, real thugs plug their own 1st, even in the midst of conflict, seeds indeed grow into trees, products of the parents, wasnt no need 2 leave, i grieve every time i look in the eyes of a child that looks like their daddy but he's gone past november, it saddens me, but his lil girl is now happy, with the substitution but it can get confusing, he steady mobbin making moves and coming up with excuses, its useless, lets use this as a battleground, i neva told him not 2 come around but since he wont that i'll say it NOW.............
