| Aight, venting
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| It feels like a nigga needs help
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| I don’t wanna say too much though
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| 'Cause it feels like I’ve got nothing to myself
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| Already said about Stereotype, and I’ve said everything about Slut
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| I told you lot about waiting by the window
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| How my father was really on drugs
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| But shit ain’t changed that much though
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| Look, what am I gonna do — lie?
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| What’s the point up in that? |
| If you already know my life
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| You already know about Gipset days
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| Violate cousin get banged in the face
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| And we done the whole 'Krept's cousin'
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| I’m my own man, look how I sit in my ways
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| And I know that you wanna hear a story
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| And I’ma give you one, nigga, pipe down
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| But this one ain’t about back then, this one’s about right now
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| So Allah, I beg you guide me
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| And make everything that I say be truth
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| I just want them to understand so they can see the world in my views
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| But anyway, now where was we?
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| My father, you were an idol to me
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| Even downloaded Twitter I remember, for me
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| Just so he could retweet
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| Anyway, shit’s so good in the hood
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| And I still live with my dad in the city
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| Normally the vibe’s calm in the house
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| Last month he’s been moving iffy
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| I’m like «yo, pops, what’s going on?»
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| He says «I'm gonna tell you»
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| I say «when?»
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| And right now a nigga be nervous
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| Normally, he would address shit there and then
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| See, aight, it’s bait
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| But he wants time, to plan and see what he’s gonna say
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| I won’t put you through the nervous wait
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| Cool, I’ll skip this a couple of days
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| I’m praying, Lord, I’m praying for some bad days
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| All these problems got me in my ways
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| Man I lose myself thinking about all this pain
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| Now when the tables gonna turn my way?
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| There’s no quitting now
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| Listen, I’m the man now
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| And I can’t give up now
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| I need you to stick around
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| Now he takes me and my sister shisha
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| We just wanna know what’s going on
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| He’s telling man his usual jokes
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| We’re looking at him like «dad, what’s wrong?»
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| He’s still telling his jokes and the shisha I smoke
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| Snapping and getting out the camera
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| Right in the middle of his jokes and his banter
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| Hear this man say something about cancer
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| Of course, he tries to carry on talking
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| Sis is crying and me, I go stiff
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| And he’s saying shit like «they caught it early»
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| It’s normal shit, he’ll be normal quick
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| Maybe I sound naive and shit, but I didn’t think that stuff really exists
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| I thought that shit only happened on the TV
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| Never saw one so close to the kid
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| So nah man, I ain’t tryna hear that
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| Fuck that, I ain’t tryna hear that
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| Not my dad, I ain’t tryna hear that
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| Not my pops, I ain’t tryna hear that
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| So now what I gotta see my dad go through
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| On top all that shit that my dad’s gone through
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| He’s just gone from a crackhead to a king
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| Like, how much shit can a man go through?
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| And every day after that was stress
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| 'Cause every week after that was tests
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| Learning shit about keyhole surgery
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| Spending hours on the NHS
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| A date gets set for the operation
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| Now we just gotta get prepared
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| He’s staying strong like a father should
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| But look in his eyes, I can see that he’s scared
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| Anyway, operation’s success
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| The cancer’s gone
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| But now he’s so weak
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| I don’t wanna ask dumb questions, like «dad, are you okay?»
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| Look, so I don’t speak
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| And me, I don’t talk, me, I just stare
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| And I don’t even know my tough stuff
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| Just my brain it can’t comprehend, seeing Superman so fucked up
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| So that night I slept there
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| Well, you know, just as much as I can sleep
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| I’m so close to my dad, his guardian angel’s gotta try and get through me
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| Remember that story — when I was a young one I missed my birthday and fell
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| asleep by the window
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| Now I’m sleeping next to my dad, and I’m moving the cover every time that the
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| wind blows
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| Told him rest for six weeks
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| But the second week he was back in the office
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| Taking care of business
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| Man, I hate it but I guess that’s what a boss is
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| Taking care of a fucked up me, my sisters and my little bro
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| Still being the whole head of the family
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| Hear nanny saying that she wanna go but
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| Fuck man
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| My dad, you get me?
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| My idol, my king
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| I look up to you so much
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| I’m praying, Lord, I’m praying for some bad days
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| All these problems got me in my ways
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| Man I lose myself thinking about all this pain
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| Now when the tables gonna turn my way?
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| There’s no quitting now
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| Listen, I’m the man now
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| And I can’t give up now
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| I need you to stick around |