Willie Burke Sherwood
No matter how good a woman is
She still can't really teach him to be no man or daddy
Used to walk around with a head full of naps
Chubby young kid with a head full of raps
Doing what he can, just trying to adapt
Jumped to the block off of grandma's lap
Jumped to the block, so did every emcee
But gotta tell the truth, yeah, the block wasn't me
Lookin' for adventure, but the block was not
The block was real, Woo got killed
Half a year later, Big Spank got killed
And I got robbed, and Ronnie got shot
And I bought my first tape by 2Pac
And I got hard, 'cause I was smart
I knew that the weak and the meek couldn't make it in the street
Had to assert yourself to survive
So I convinced myself it was better for me
To be Jack in The Lord of the Flies
It's a book I read, books I read
'Cause I'm addicted to literature
As a young boy rollin' 'round with the clique
'Cause of that, I was insecure
I was insecure 'cause I realized
Ain't no room for the civilized
When the wild men rumble in the jungle
And that's why Simon and Piggy died
Ralph survives, but he lives changed
Nothing's the same, shit'll drive a man out his brain
Drive a young man insane
My cousin Jimmy had a breakdown, he ain't never been the same
And he never will be again
If I could fix his brain
Take back the - in his mind
Give it all back, you can have the racks and fame
I'd give it all back in exchange
This is for the dads and the grandads
And the little homies that ain't never had dads
This is for the uncles and the OGs
And the lil' homies, and the YGs
This is for the men I look up to
And all the struggles that the men had to go through
For every man that's ever had to man up
If that's you, let me see you put your hands up
I lost my youth, chasin' my youth
Made me a youth in the back of a coupe
Teenage love, like Slick Rick said
I hit her with my Dougie and I had a gold tooth
Fur Kangol, Filas too
She was light-skinned, red gold tooth
But of course it didn't last 'cause I had to go to college
And she was still in high school
Damn, I'm a dad, this is bad
This ain't good, my baby's in the hood
And I'm walkin' 'round the black ivy league campus
Like I wish you house niggas would
So I go get a job, UPS
Where they treat you like BS and
You all know how the story goes
Drop out of college and sell 'ses
I figured I'd invest in studio time
Drop rhymes, have success
But, mostly I got fronted on, stunted on
Dealt with some stress
I'll take that two, take that three
'Cause my momma got to see me on TV
And my grandmomma got to get her Grammy
And my grandaddy got to see his boy eat
See his boy grow, I wish I never had that show
I wish you never had to go
Wish you could meet my wife, wish you could see my life
But you had to see the light
Wish I had you one more day
Wish I had tomorrow, that's your birthday
We can sip gin, straight get fade
We can ride old schools through the trey
This is for the dads and the grandads
And the little homies that ain't never had dads
This is for the uncles and the OGs
And the lil' homies, and the YGs
This is for the men I look up to
And all the struggles that the men had to go through
For every man that's ever had to man up
If that's you, let me see you put your hands up
She still can't really teach him to be no man or daddy
Used to walk around with a head full of naps
Chubby young kid with a head full of raps
Doing what he can, just trying to adapt
Jumped to the block off of grandma's lap
Jumped to the block, so did every emcee
But gotta tell the truth, yeah, the block wasn't me
Lookin' for adventure, but the block was not
The block was real, Woo got killed
Half a year later, Big Spank got killed
And I got robbed, and Ronnie got shot
And I bought my first tape by 2Pac
And I got hard, 'cause I was smart
I knew that the weak and the meek couldn't make it in the street
Had to assert yourself to survive
So I convinced myself it was better for me
To be Jack in The Lord of the Flies
It's a book I read, books I read
'Cause I'm addicted to literature
As a young boy rollin' 'round with the clique
'Cause of that, I was insecure
I was insecure 'cause I realized
Ain't no room for the civilized
When the wild men rumble in the jungle
And that's why Simon and Piggy died
Ralph survives, but he lives changed
Nothing's the same, shit'll drive a man out his brain
Drive a young man insane
My cousin Jimmy had a breakdown, he ain't never been the same
And he never will be again
If I could fix his brain
Take back the - in his mind
Give it all back, you can have the racks and fame
I'd give it all back in exchange
This is for the dads and the grandads
And the little homies that ain't never had dads
This is for the uncles and the OGs
And the lil' homies, and the YGs
This is for the men I look up to
And all the struggles that the men had to go through
For every man that's ever had to man up
If that's you, let me see you put your hands up
I lost my youth, chasin' my youth
Made me a youth in the back of a coupe
Teenage love, like Slick Rick said
I hit her with my Dougie and I had a gold tooth
Fur Kangol, Filas too
She was light-skinned, red gold tooth
But of course it didn't last 'cause I had to go to college
And she was still in high school
Damn, I'm a dad, this is bad
This ain't good, my baby's in the hood
And I'm walkin' 'round the black ivy league campus
Like I wish you house niggas would
So I go get a job, UPS
Where they treat you like BS and
You all know how the story goes
Drop out of college and sell 'ses
I figured I'd invest in studio time
Drop rhymes, have success
But, mostly I got fronted on, stunted on
Dealt with some stress
I'll take that two, take that three
'Cause my momma got to see me on TV
And my grandmomma got to get her Grammy
And my grandaddy got to see his boy eat
See his boy grow, I wish I never had that show
I wish you never had to go
Wish you could meet my wife, wish you could see my life
But you had to see the light
Wish I had you one more day
Wish I had tomorrow, that's your birthday
We can sip gin, straight get fade
We can ride old schools through the trey
This is for the dads and the grandads
And the little homies that ain't never had dads
This is for the uncles and the OGs
And the lil' homies, and the YGs
This is for the men I look up to
And all the struggles that the men had to go through
For every man that's ever had to man up
If that's you, let me see you put your hands up
Credits
Writer(s): Jaime Meline, Wilder Schwartz
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