00:00Oh, letter to my dad that I never wrote, speeches I prepared that I never spoke,
00:24words on a paper that I never read, proses never penned, they stayed in my head,
00:31jotted on dotted lines, I'ma fight you nigga, from stories that I heard, I'm just like you
00:36nigga, must have been some pain in your past too,
00:41must have been the karma that was past due, must have been the energy that passed through,
00:47must have been the past of many snafu's, started a good man, you married my mama,
00:54I was in her belly, you harried that summer, she had two kids from a previous mister,
01:00one family I don't believe in have sisters, never treated my brother like a step-pa,
01:07remember the many lessons when we stepped out?
01:15What was you preparing us for?
01:21Did you see the grunt as the front-runner, leader of the pack, you see that in your youngins?
01:27What ancestors did you summon to the summit to give me what I needed, what you need to
01:32take from em?
01:34The tsunamis that I swum into becoming, had the cable with the anchor for the places that
01:39I sunk in, sunk in a better place, but you couldn't function, shot junk in your arms,
01:45more than your veins was punctured, I punted on feelings, but you said you was coming,
01:51you couldn't kick the habit, I wish you said something, you can't avenge these many sins
01:55with your own hands, you wanna make God laugh, just tell him your plans, who would have thought
02:01I'd be the dad I never had, be the husband I become, usually nothing comes from that,
02:06I forgive you as I live through the beautiful present of the past, I'm just thankful that
02:10I get all these gifts to unwrap.
02:15What were you preparing us for?
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