It’s probably been 12 years since my father left
Left me fatherless
And I just used to say “I hate him” in dishonest jest
When honestly I miss this nikka, like when I was six
And every time I got the chance to say it, I would swallow it
Sixteen, I’m hollering with Tyler and skipped shots
I stormed that whole bottle, I’ll show you a role model
I’m drunk pissy pissing on somebody front lawn
Tryin’ to figure out how and when the fukk I missed moderate
Momma often was offerin’ peace offerings
Think, weeze cough, scoffing and he’s off again
Searchin’ for a big brother, Tyler was that
Plus he liked how I rap, the blunt ignites with the track
Too black for the white kids and too white for the blacks
From honor roll to to crackin’ locks up off them bicycle racks
I’m indecisive, I’m scatterbrained and I’m frightened it’s evident
And them eyes where he hiding all those icicles at