I feel like you barely know me
And that's a shame ‘cause our last name is the same
That blood type flowing through our veins is the same
My mama left you and it may be that anger's to blame
But that's no excuse, only you and God know the truth
On why you only called monthly, barely ever saw me
Spend some summers with you and played with my cousin Marri
Maybe I should be telling you “fuck you” cause you selfish
But I want a father so bad, I can't help but break down

Quicksand is what this life feel like
That s*** these rappers kick is nothing like real life
You made a milli off of serving hard white? Yeah right
My mama tell you what addicted to that pipe feel like

We Break Down

Yeah this is deep stuff

thought this was bout to be foldin clothes

Good song but not in my top 10

one of his most personal songs

For sure