| So I never told the world that the first time I toured
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| I came home to find that little man had been ignored
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| Two years old got a hold of water you had boiled
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| And burned his little head and his face while you snored
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| You were afraid of bringing him to the hospital
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| ‘Cause two weeks ago your mom called the cops on you
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| Child protection paid a visit
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| Ruled that the crib was unfit to raise kids in
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| I’m working ten hour days at the gig then
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| You were unemployed all null and void
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| Now I ain’t trying to be no Sigmund Freud
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| But ain’t you supposed to have instincts when it comes to the boy
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| I called a cab and took him to county hospital
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| They shaved hair and burnt flesh off his skull
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| Held him overnight to fight infection
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| I slept sitting up in a chair directly next to him
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| I just knew you would join us but instead
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| Hopped your ass on the bus went home and went to bed
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| That’s the very moment I divorced you in my head
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| God might forgive you for that I never did
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| All you need right now
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| Faheem we can see the throne from here
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| I may never sit there but brother you’re the heir
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| Pull up a chair let pop bend your ear
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| Here baby dry those tears
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| I know you wonder why your mother does the things that she do
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| Well it’s not because she doesn’t love you
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| It’s because she grew up in something they call foster care
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| That’s when strangers raise you your mom’s not there
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| Imagine how she felt when she was your age
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| Going from place to place never feeling safe
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| Never having love never having faith
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| She probably thought the world was a big scary place
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| Where was her mommy at well that’s kind of sad
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| She used drugs to forget the problems she had
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| There was a new one back then they called crack
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| Once you try it there was almost no coming back
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| She couldn’t be the mommy she wanted to be
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| She was chasing a high all in the street
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| Won’t tell you no lie real is all I can be
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| I believe only truth can set you free
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| There’s a whole lot of pain in your bloodline
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| But there’s a whole lot of strength in the sunshine
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| Lean back let the new day greet you
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| ‘Cause you’re standing on the shoulders of a people
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| Who been beat down and treated unequal
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| But the prayer that they made now has reached you
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| It’s plain to see it’s true
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| Beautiful prince I wish they could see you
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| All you need right now |