[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Dmmaj7
Dear Adonis
I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest
It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive
Am
I look at him and wish your grandpa woulda wore a condom
Dmmaj7
I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him
Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home
Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown
Am
Hey, you're a good kid that need good leadership
Dmmaj7
Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit
Never let a man piss on your leg, son
Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son
Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion
Am
Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches
Dmmaj7
Never codeswitch, whether right or wrong, you're a Black man
Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some pushups, get some discipline
Am
Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did
Dmmaj7
Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership
Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law
Don't be ashamed 'bout who you wit', that's how he treat your moms
Am
Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure
Dmmaj7
Five percent will comprehend, but ninetyfive is lost
Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within
Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them
Am
And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king
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Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you eighteen
[Verse 2]
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Dmmaj7
Dear Sandra
Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them
Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate
Am
You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment
Dmmaj7
With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded
Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator
Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor
Am
I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper
And more, uh, more paper
Dmmaj7
I'm blamin' you for all his gamblin' addictions
Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim
You raised a horrible fuckin' person, the nerve of you, Dennis
Am
Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen
Dmmaj7
Mmmm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think niggas like him should die
Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest their life
Am
He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish
Dmmaj7
Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better
He got sex offenders on hoV O that he keep on a monthly allowance
A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them
Am
And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin'
Dmmaj7
Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose
I been in this industry twelve years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret
It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it
Am
They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender
Dmmaj7
Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas
To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister
Or better, you're sellin' your niece to the weirdos, not the good ones
Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines
Am
The Embassy 'bout to get raided too, it's only a matter of time
Dmmaj7
Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away
To anybody that embody the love for their kids, keep the family away
They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away
Am
I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe
[Bridge (1)]
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[Verse 3]
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Dmmaj7
Dear baby girl
I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world
He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure
Am
He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs
Dmmaj7
Try destroyin' families rather than takin' care of his own
Should be teachin' you time tables or watchin' Frozen with you
Or at your eleventh birthday singin' poems with you
Am
Instead, he be in Turks payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't
deserve
Dmmaj7
I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind
You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind
'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion
Am
Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to
Dmmaj7
His father prolly didn't claim him neither
History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason
But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child
Am
Give him grace, this the reason I made Mr. Morale
Dmmaj7
So our babies like you can cope later
Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later
I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause it's feral behavior
Am
Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation
Dmmaj7
You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain
I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains
Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right
Am
And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "More Life"
[Bridge (2)]
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Meet the Grahams
[Verse 4]
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Dmmaj7
Dear Aubrey
I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party
But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body
Am
This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game
Dmmaj7
But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name
Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people?
Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you
Am
And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home
Dmmaj7
Thirtyseven, but you showin' up as a sevenyearold
You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pillpoppin' and spendin' problems
Bad with money, whorehouse
Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start
Am
But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom
Dmmaj7
I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin'
Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin'
Am
No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in
No secret handshakes with your friend
Dmmaj7
No culture cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother
Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya
The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas
Am
Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman
Dmmaj7
You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya?
You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us
Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements
Am
Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in
Dmmaj7
'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery
You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury
You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members
Am
They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em
Dmmaj7
You lied about your son, you liedabout your daughter, huh
You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come
You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help
Am
Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself
[Outro]
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