[Intro] First of all, my daughter is two years old So ya'll n***as is just wack and stupid Baby girl, whenever your sad just say this... [Verse 1] I must be beautiful. f**in beautiful Back to the f**in usual... I must be lovely, you obviously love me God truly f**s with me She's keeping me alive, even though I feel pa**ion pa**ing over me If I catch it, my last is all you'll see Cast oil on my back, as I bleed Spit so much fire, I get called a lighter Running so fast, when coal flicks a lighter, both women fire can't hold in desire Feenin' for another day, dreaming as I tuck away my lenient dreams for other days Another day pa**ed, I'm still a speed pusher, like I sell coke But I'm a weed cooker I just found out my daughter is a stripper Keep a razor blade and slaughter the tipper I might smash my daughter, give her all of what's in my zipper Grab her behind it I'm rather excited Grab on my wifes tits to smash for the night on some "I'm going to act as a certain white guy who raps" type sh** She might like it We might have kids, on some wack sh** Atleast I know I'll be a dad But baby girl, you know my cynical ways... I gave birth to you. You get it, okay? I see too much of me in you, to be in you But if it's what I need to do, can I creep with you? I'm daddy baby, I can sleep with you I just feel like I'm cheating you, out of both... [Hook] Womanhood and childhood. Two precious things you can never get back Womenhood and childhood. Leave it to a man, to try and fix things back When you misunderstood, listen to your heart like a book I wouldn't want to give you my childhood, so I wish you a perfect childhood [Verse 2] I was raped by God Hence, poor decision making Piss poor, living in a basement Sixth floor, different situation Any doors, wishing for a way out Late night, n***as tipping for a way in Predisposed to exploitation My daughter wants me to be her boyfriend Deep voices, screaming cause she's voiceless She puts clothes on, puts her robe on Then a beat plays, she get her pole on And I'm so gone. I mean, so torn I want to say go home, but she knows wrong from right She writes to songs, but no one's comes along and fights for baby girl's rights f** it babe, let's do it all night Daddy gon' be your daddy, ooh them walls tight A star bright, mars is getting tight. Stars are getting tight. sh**, ya'll are getting tight Raising my daughter by being her lover Instead of being more of her encyclopedia brother And we don't need a rubber, true fam She got brothers, plus I'm a true man I don't need her youth, damn I grasp her two hands, and proceed to dance into new lands I will never leave her side A. when she cries lakes, lies awake, lies to my face, makes her thighs vibrate or let's her vocal cords vibrate I am a f**in guy, and don't f**ing ask why...