Like Father, Like Son (Papa's Song)

Papa was a rollin' stone

But I wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone

Only I know that I can't do it alone

Only I know that I can't do it alone

August 6 1981

I took my first breath

They said I smiled and cried till it was none left

I guess I knew what I was in for before hand

Miniature grown man

3rd of 3 sons

Big bird and squirt guns

Aunt tamey dressed up like a clown

When I turned 1

Scared the shit outta me but

Thanks for tryin'

Sittin' in my high chair

Throwin' cake and cryin'

I remember everything

Every single detail

Clingin' on to daddys leg

Like don't leave I'll be good

I promise

I'll do anything dad honest

But he had to go to work and bust his ass for them dollars

Now it all makes sense

Back then I wasn't havin' it

Obsessed with he man

So young and so adament

More concerned with castle grayskull than baseball

Then I learned if I worked a little I could have it all

All my friends got allowances

I had a paper route

And when no one was lookin' I threw the papers out

Got caught made dad furious

Said if you gonna do somethin do it right

That's what earnest it.

Papa was a rollin' stone

But I wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone

Only I know that I can't do it alone

Only I know that I can't do it alone.

Papa was a rollin' stone

Workin' hard while I'm home at alone

With some mcolly caulken shit

So be it

Little man had a plan

Followed through with it

But mom's was so inconsiderate

Illiterate nope

I read the dictionary daily

Gift of gab of rap

And set sail

And step mom brought the whip end of the stick

Nothin' new to me

Don't act like my mama cause my dad bought you some jewelry