For my brothers with daughters, I this For my with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I this For my with daughters
I saw my send a letter to some boy her age Who locked up, first I it then caught my rage, like How could I not her from this awful phase Never to hide who I was, she was taught and raised like A princess, but while I'm on stage I leave her defenseless Plus she's seen me switching women, was on some pimp shit She stories of her daddy thuggin' So if her husband is a can't be mad, I'll love him Never, for her I want better, homie in jail that Wait till he come home, you can see his head's at Niggas got game, they be tryna He seen your mama crib, I'm sure he know who your father is Although you real, plus a kid Don't I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit You 17, I got a problem it She looked at me I'm not the cleanest Father but she rocking with it
For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I this Not sayin' that our sons are important For my brothers with daughters, I call For my brothers daughters, I call this Not sayin' our sons are less important
morning I got a call, nearly split my wig This network said "Nas go and get ya kid" She's on Twitter, I she ain't gon post no pic Of under dressed, no inappropriate shit, right Her cried when she answered Said she don't what got inside this child's mind, she planted A box of condoms on her then she Instagrammed it At this point I I ain't the strictest parent I'm too loose, I'm too cool her Shoulda drove on time to with her I thought I dropped jewels on her Took her from private school, so she can get a To public school, too nurture teen talents They grow fast, one day she's ya little Next day she talking boy business, is this They say the playas and foulest heart breakers in the world God us back, he makes us have precious little girls
For my brothers with daughters, I this For my brothers with daughters, I this Not sayin' that our sons are important For my brothers with daughters, I call For my with daughters, I call this Not sayin' that our sons are important
And I ain't tryna ya thing up But I wanna see you dream up I understand It ain't easy to raise a as a single man Nah, the way mothers for they sons How fathers for they daughters he date, he straight, chip off his own papa When she date, we behind the door with the sawed off we think no one is good enough for our daughters