Verse 1:
Momma was the man since poppa bitched out
She used to say I had his face and smart mouth
I used to pray that he would come back in my life
August 23rd was the day I took the flight
All the way to the city that he resided in
And, feeling like an outsider, I tried to get to know this guy
Aside from what I heard of this guy
Should have saw the signs he was a pussy mother fucker
When he would introduce me as his brother
Some people would say I'm lucky cuz at least I got to meet him
They got ghost dads, they never seen em
But I beg to differ
It's like having a million dollars in your closet
See it everyday can't put none of it in your wallet
See all I wanted was poppa
But all I got was an enemy
Hoped the answer was at the bottom of this bottle of Hennessy
Only thing he taught me was not to be the man that he is
How could you know love if you never received it//

Verse 2:
My nigga since we was kids
We was like cousins, like family, like kin
I was in to the thugging and hustling when he wasn't
You was in the thugging and hustling when I wasn't
Only thing that kept us apart was the bars
You was in the county, I was locked up in studios aww
But when you called and said you was out, knew it was on
But when I got the word you was dead knew they was wrong
Fuck you mean? I just talked to him
I ain't even get to see him yet
Heart filled with hate and revenge
Right hand, a Smith&Wess
Left hand, a cigarette
All I'm saying this ain't a threat
If I see em then Imma body em
Ain't a prayer that can save none of you bitch niggas I promise you
Wiping the tears away from my eyes with the barrel of this metal
In a black on black Jeda Looking for them niggas//