hey carly you want to be famous no why not famous overrated fame is overrated fame comes with too
many catch too many twos and i'd rather just be myself why would his daughter don't want to be
famous what about you imani you want to be famous yes why stability why else would you want to be
famous i want to make a difference if i wrote a letter gave it to my daughters it would say
for starters take it from your father niggas ain't * nah most to break your heart up
try to play the part of somebody they not word see you got the good guys and hook guys but some
of the hook guys are good guys and some of the good guys only look like good guys because they
think your face is the best place to put lies if this is the case it's time to say your goodbyes
him and his homies at the mardi gras see his homies the cemetery groundskeeper he knows
we're all about
party hard laughing behind your back probably are new niggas they party hard with their homies
like more than their women real * you know what kind of aura is given i don't care if he
make more than a living you independent know how to get it like zoom leave that boy in a minute
don't get me wrong your pops know nobody is perfect but if you gonna forget somebody homie
gotta be working he take you shopping for purses but he a op on the surface blocking your purpose
relationships like to stop at the circus * all that clown * you know you can't settle
find someone extraordinary on your same
level cause ain't nothing plain but the plain jane bezel i gotta tell the truth so i can shame devils
i look at y'all and see phenomenal queens yes the kind designed for honorable kings this is just a
freestyle to the beating the drums on the very next one i gotta speak to my son i just want to
see your smile that's all my life you know that you my peace now that's all my life it's the daddy
daughter freestyle that's what it is it's the son father freestyle that's what it is your pops was
a street child in long beach hanging on the streets wild in brooklyn
did it all so you can eat now so you can eat now we eating off a freestyle now we eat baby in this
little letter to my sons i'm telling y'all have fun that's what's up only one time on this planet
you get to be 21 y'all live it up be leaders but follow your gut it always knows what's up
the playbook for young brown men in america could be tough yuck some people only see color but some
of my white friends i consider my brothers don't make any excuses always look for solutions
unapologetically useless and i'm not gonna lie to you i'm not gonna lie to you i'm not gonna lie to you
so there's never confusion and don't try to be me know your dad is the coolest when i was young i
was smart so smart i was stupid we all make our mistakes just try not to repeat them somebody do
you dirty why try to get even that only makes you dirty try being the clean one that one gonna take
some time but patience is key son when it comes to these women there'll be a couple in your life
you'll fall in love with them and maybe want to be your wife but you honor these ladies if you
have children with these women you fall for these babies even if you don't end up with them happiness
is like a breeze in the air it comes in gold just learn
to appreciate when it's there and when it blows in another direction don't get too down on yourself
just soak up the lesson and put that crown on yourself and remember you kings and if there's
ever anything i mean anything you want to talk about or ask me plain old vent got some you
want to run past me my ears are yours gladly and lastly i just want to see your smile that's all my
life you know that you my peace now that's all my life it's the daddy daughter freestyle that's what
it is it's the son father freestyle that's what it is your pops was a street child and long been
hanging on the streets wild in brooklyn did it all so you can eat now so you can eat now we're
eating off a freestyle now we eat baby
you