Ill Mind Of Hopsin 9

[Pre-Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma All together, come on! [Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (hell no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma [Verse 1] Oh, hello son, I really wish I knew you I'm your father you'll probably never be introduced to You'll only see me on TV or maybe YouTube But now I know your momma is probably dating some new dude So how you liking Earth? Are you loving your existence? I wasn't at your birth, 'cause your mother made me miss it I tried to get a visa, I applied and they denied it 'Cause your momma told the police that I beat her, she was lyin' And now I'm banned for something bad that I ain't even do There's a lot of land and water separating me and you You're far away in Australia and I am in America So I cannot be there to do all of the things a parent does This is my attempt at me raisin' you from a distance You have Hopson in your blood, you are special and you are gifted The punishment your mother has given me doesn't seem fair Just know I love you, son, and I'm wishin' that I could be there [Pre-Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up (it's sad) And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no) Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma Now sing it with me, son! [Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up (yeah, that's it) And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (That's why what?) (Hell no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma [Verse 2] I know you and your mom are stayin' with her parents Bill & Kirsten You're partially black, I'm confident they're feelin' nervous They don't like colored people, in their eyes you're still a burden They assume you gonna grow up shootin' guns and stealin' purses But that's not true, son, don't be sad I know you're not like that, you know I got your back Listen, here's a funny joke that you could tell your grandmother She looks like the Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters Oh, I forgot, you're too young to know what that is But that's the kinda thing I like to say to plumpy fat chicks The humps on Mom's chest are not real, they're elastic And if you look closely you can see she's made of plastic Like a toy, you my boy, my son, my friend I promise we gon' be together somehow in the end I am very ashamed that you don't have my last name Every night I go to bed and I'm feelin' this wicked pain, because― [Pre-Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no) Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma You know what time it is, son [Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up (that's right) And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (Daddy doesn't fuck with who?) (Hell no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma [Verse 3] Currently my life has hit the floor I can't lie to you, shit is hard I should be buildin' with the Lord It could be what I'm missin' or Maybe I should continue to hurt your momma and diss her more Just to relieve the tension that sits in my heart, 'cause it is sore When I'm spittin' bars about all my cash and exquisite cars This was on my vision and you were the one I did it for My relationship with your momma is sittin' in the morgue After all this hell, I can't lie, I do wish she did abort Our lives are so unhappy 'Cause this world is cold and nasty Just know your daddy don't condone havin' a broken family I'm so sad we couldn't work out our issues 'fore you arrived And now you have to suffer 'Cause Mom and Daddy have stupid lives You're way too young to notice it You don't deserve to go through this If I do see your mom again, this time I will assault the bitch At least then I'll feel like my bannin' was justified Look at your momma, thank her for fuckin' up all our lives, and sing [Pre-Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no) Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma Where's my choir at? [Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up (Momma had to fuck it all up) And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (Daddy doesn't fuck your momma) (Hell no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma [Bridge] Oh, son I'm sorry I can't be there with you But I'll be there soon But Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (no, no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma Just know that― [Chorus] Our lives coulda been so good But Momma had to fuck it all up And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (hell no) No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma