Hero Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. White Gold)

[Intro: Royce da 5'9"]
(Ooh-ooh)
Uh
Crown Royal bag open, watching boxing
Arguing with dad, who gon' knock who out, shit
He probably gon' be mad if my fighter drop his
And that's exactly what happened, now he got me moppin'
Damn it

[Chorus: Royce da 5'9"]
Okay, Papa was my hero, without him, I'd be zero
Probably six feet below, probably sniffin' kilos
Probably homicide or robbery for all that we know
Stayed on top of me, made sure that I achieved
Even more than I believed that I can be though

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
Okay, Lysol, toothbrush, scrubbin' on the toilet bowl
Soon as they cut the street lights off, you rush home, nigga
You must be on time at all times
You gon' get the stool 'cause you won't miss your school bus
Papa was psychotic, Mama was a goddess
Big bro had a dome missin' screws 'cause I grew up a screw-up
Cop the Book of Ryan, nigga, go and listen to us
Even though sometimes a nigga home would get abusive
But Papa showed us tough love, don't misconstrue us
I talked about his past, I thought I did it with respect
But I'm just dragging all these bags, and all these feelings is suppressed
I'm just a artist, and anytime I write, I put the art first
In retrospect, I feel like you're right, we should've talked first
I apologize