They' screamin', "Defund 'em!"
I'm screamin, "He's comin'"
Antifa be screamin' 'bout nothin'
Fuck it, they just need huggin'
Yeah, they just need lovin'
So no, no, I don't hate you
Reflect on the words, of my mentors
Stay humble, don't let the hate break you
Woo!
Y'all are from gazies, ain't my fault, you lazy
I sacrificed, half of my life
That's why this music, should pay me
Yeah, that's right, I do this shit, daily
And, when I say that I do this shit
I mean, I do the shit that I am sayin'
Bitch, don't think that I'm playin'
'Cause, boy, I'm too old for games
And, you are too young to die
You talk to me behind ya' screen
Come look me, in the eyes
Got a problem, with my verses
Come holla that, in person
I'll put you in the dirt
Then, come kiss ya' momma, at the service
We're gathered here, today
'Cause, so and so thought that it was safe
'Til, he met me face to face, put that metal in his face
Thought that I would hesitate, but I didn't, and I won't
Least, he's in a better place, let's pray
Our Father
Where, the hell, are fathers?
Hit and run, you get you some
Then, get ya' sons and daughters
Now, ya' sons and daughters
Havin' sons and daughters
Don't know how to raise 'em
'Cause, they ain't been raised, since toddlers, let's go!
Our Father!
Where, the hell, are fathers?
Hit and run, you get you some!
Then, get ya' sons and daughters!
Now, ya' sons and daughters!
Havin' sons and daughters!
Don't know how to raise 'em
'Cause, they ain't been raised, since toddlers!
Biggest problem, we facin', it ain't skin
Biggest problem, today, is these boys ain't men
Say it, again
Said, biggest problem, we facin', it ain't skin
Biggest problem, today, is these boys ain't men, amen, yeah
I'ma take 'em to church, gotta warn 'em, first
That the truth hurts
Everybody wantin' everybody to apologize
Screamin', "You first!"
So, fine, I'll do it first, but not because, I'm white
'Cause, Jesus owned my sins, when I wasn't in the right
My only fear of fightin', is fightin' the wrong war
We so misguided, don't even know why we fightin' for
We all gettin' fooled up, we all gettin' you love
We at each other's throats, yeah
We all get nooses
Our Father
Where, the hell, are fathers?
Hit and run, you get you some
Then, get ya' sons and daughters
Now, ya' sons and daughters
Havin' sons and daughters
Don't know how to raise 'em
'Cause, they ain't been raised, since toddlers, let's go!
Our Father!
Where, the hell, are fathers?
Hit and run, you get you some!
Then, get ya' sons and daughters!
Now, ya' sons and daughters!
Havin' sons and daughters!
Don't know how to raise 'em
'Cause, they ain't been raised, since toddlers!
They got you fightin', by the wall
Can't see the writin', on the wall
All on social media, writin' down your thoughts
Fightin' on ya' walls
Shit, I'm guilty of it, too
Few comments, almost made me come unglued
Had to put my phone down, pick up my bible
Spent time, prayin' in the pews
Spent time, prayin' for the youth
Including mine, now, I'm raising two
Boys need to understand, what it take to be a man
Stand up for the truth
But, when you stand on the truth
Don't stand on, who you say it to
'Cause, no one's listenin', when you dissin'
They just standin', waitin' to shoot
So I won't take a knee, I'd rather take two
If that's what it takes to see breakthrough, okay, cool
No, I don't hate you
But, understand why I'm takin' two knees
Is one for Jesus, and the other is to make a truce
Our Father
Where, the hell, are fathers?
Hit and run, you get you some
Then, get ya' sons and daughters
Now, ya' sons and daughters
Havin' sons and daughters
Don't know how to raise 'em
'Cause, they ain't been raised, since toddlers, let's go!
Our Father!
Where, the hell, are fathers?
Hit and run, you get you some!
Then, get ya' sons and daughters!
Now, ya' sons and daughters!
Havin' sons and daughters!
Don't know how to raise 'em
'Cause, they ain't been raised, since toddlers!
Ladies and gentlemen, the issue we face, today
Isn't a matter of color, but a matter of character
If we're going to fix the communities we live in
We must start, in our homes
And, it must start with the head, of the homes
Fathers, where you at?