Weakened Dad King Iso
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[Intro]
You know I never met my father growing up
And I was introduced to sex young
I mean being molested and shit like that
So like I've always been an angry, lustful being
And I'm still dealing with mistakes that I've made to this day
But I'm working
[Verse 1]
It took two to make you
But listen that ain't even half
Depend on me to raise you
I'd do it with the weakest back
My strength will not forsake you
For your sake I must lead a path at times I felt unable
I came to stand, I needed that
I tracked the streets of fatherhood
They put me on and beat me bad and I rep this game proudly
I'm holding you, don't need a rag, son I'm in this turf daily
The doctors know I'm King, not mad, my speech is to inspire you
Until I die and free at last
But now I'm in this trap
To me it seems my being has
I know that's your mama
That sentence I'll just leave at that
I feel like I'm in Hell, son
Do I deserve to be like that?
Or maybe I can rise like a phoenix
Son Steven Nash because this court is different
There's no ball for me to pass, my time with you is split
But listen that ain't even half
This pain that I feel it's
Ironic I feel weakened
Dad is losing all his strength
And then you said
See you this weekend, dad
You know I never met my father growing up
And I was introduced to sex young
I mean being molested and shit like that
So like I've always been an angry, lustful being
And I'm still dealing with mistakes that I've made to this day
But I'm working
[Verse 1]
It took two to make you
But listen that ain't even half
Depend on me to raise you
I'd do it with the weakest back
My strength will not forsake you
For your sake I must lead a path at times I felt unable
I came to stand, I needed that
I tracked the streets of fatherhood
They put me on and beat me bad and I rep this game proudly
I'm holding you, don't need a rag, son I'm in this turf daily
The doctors know I'm King, not mad, my speech is to inspire you
Until I die and free at last
But now I'm in this trap
To me it seems my being has
I know that's your mama
That sentence I'll just leave at that
I feel like I'm in Hell, son
Do I deserve to be like that?
Or maybe I can rise like a phoenix
Son Steven Nash because this court is different
There's no ball for me to pass, my time with you is split
But listen that ain't even half
This pain that I feel it's
Ironic I feel weakened
Dad is losing all his strength
And then you said
See you this weekend, dad
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