Intro

Check one two, check one two
My name is Ian, and I am no one

Sorry father, I'm not the son that you wanted
Instead of being a scholar, we went and dropped out of college
Went and did a lot of drugs and became a drunk alcoholic
I partied cause I departed and helped me to numb my problems
I know this shit is sounding similar to a lot of you living with one parent
Got you sipping from the bottle too soon
I ain't trippin' all I got is truth
And if this sounds really familiar then you feel me
Yeah I got to your papa

Popped a lot of mollies, chopped a lot of chollies, drank a lot of tallies, smoked a lot of Marley
I am sorry that I'm not a doctor or a lawyer
And I got you being blasphemous to God like the old boy
Sorry, I'd get the doctorate in English
Instead I was working at mama's, washing all the dishes
Mopping after hours, pots taller in the kitchen
Inhaling chronic in the back whenever mama didn't witness
Rewinded to school and cool, I had to sit on the bench
'Cause I was abusive to students, I was the kid to suspend

Principal's desk full of comments from the teachers from me
Saying this and that and Ian isn't easy to teach
But maybe I was just being me, I just needed to breathe
P.E. teacher hated me, gave me A, B, C's and D's
But maybe he knew I was out there and dealing him ease
Feeling like he shouldn't ever wanna see me succeed
Plus I was bullying kids, cause they were bullying me
I'm sorry father, taught me better, yeah I shouldn't have been
The little time we had together, you were good at your seed
That's why I feel apologetic on this hook and this beat

And why I put it on you? No, I'ma put it on me
Negative is me
Yeah, dad, I hate it and I say so
I played with the devil but I may have found an angel
Now music is my life, dad I made it out okay though
Look I made it out okay though
Look I made it out okay