[Intro: Rapper Big Pooh]
Dear Pops, it's your boy
I got some things I want to say to you, man
Just a couple of words, bear with me
Gimme a minute
[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
Time to face it
Sitting in the middle of the basement
Holding a jack
How I'm anticipating he 'gon call me back
Got so much on my mind
Ain't no holding it back
In fact, I give a fuck how he 'gon react
Through my first nineteen
Asking where he at
Never seen him in the spots where we be at
For the next couple hours I sat til the phone rang
No luck or no cigar
So I said to myself I'll try tomorr'
Me and my Vincent left out
Went to shoot play some ball
Came back, had a message like 'this your pa'
Then I took to the phone
Conversation was raw
Shit, I had to let him know that his child was scarred
And right now we working through our mess
But I had to get some shit off my chest
So bear with me, y'all
Dear Pops, it's your boy
I got some things I want to say to you, man
Just a couple of words, bear with me
Gimme a minute
[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
Time to face it
Sitting in the middle of the basement
Holding a jack
How I'm anticipating he 'gon call me back
Got so much on my mind
Ain't no holding it back
In fact, I give a fuck how he 'gon react
Through my first nineteen
Asking where he at
Never seen him in the spots where we be at
For the next couple hours I sat til the phone rang
No luck or no cigar
So I said to myself I'll try tomorr'
Me and my Vincent left out
Went to shoot play some ball
Came back, had a message like 'this your pa'
Then I took to the phone
Conversation was raw
Shit, I had to let him know that his child was scarred
And right now we working through our mess
But I had to get some shit off my chest
So bear with me, y'all
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