[Verse 1: Chuck Mason]
Gun shots came from that pistol Fred could never take back
You told him k** you, or else prideful words you'll never take back
Ignorant pride when faced with d**h no lesser man could fake that
And that same pride is in my veins I pray to God I shake that
I hate that you'd neglect your kids the decision was his, I know this
Can't say I'd play the offensive defenseless all seeming hopeless
It's seeming to be deterring this dream's frequent occurring
Vivid nightmares of that morning that my father had got murdered
We made it home after school I got that news, looked at Chanel
Wondering how she stood and smiled 'cause my heart sunk, I cried and fell
Knowing she too young to comprehend the magnitude of the matter
Twenty years I never altered my attitude on the matter
sh**, vengeance instilled, get my vengeance with steel
At five trying to catch a body the anger I had was real
Grew to forgive the n***a spent my whole childhood plotting to k**
Only God could pull that stunt my conviction that God is real
So, forever live the king through my actions not just my dreams
How many times that I shook d**h guardian angels on my team
Pray my fate's not likened to yours gift and curse to bare these genes
Sometimes I rocked your Karl Kani matched my fly in your stonewashed jeans
So in silence cry my tears, bite my lip, and clench my fists
Open a bottle of that brandy close my eyes and reminisce
Memories fade like dreams don't you get caught up in that bliss
'Cause then it's right back to reality how bitter sweet is this
And I write
[Hook: Young Maine]
Something special in a letter
When I'm all alone wondering why you're gone
I do this to let you know I'm thinking of you
So it's
Something special in a letter
When I'm all alone I put on this song
Just to let you know your son is thinking of you
[Verse 2: Chuck Mason]
I can't front, say I ain't scared, feel even less prepared
Lacking paternal bonds that many sons and fathers share
A woman raising boy to be man just don't equate
I feel some lessons best conveyed by a man, not by the state
I mean I used to run the block with my friends, my harsh reality
I could've got shot like my mans and his reality
A God fearing man trying to provide for his daughter
Til some p**y n***a crept up and shot him in front his daughter
So glory be to Allah, he ain't shoot her
Guess the Lord had bigger plans, he saved her bound Lucifer in the shooter
And no difference 'tween a man that's in the church or in the streets
Ironic gripping on a piece and all we praying for is peace
Nightmares are our reality we fear eternal sleep
What I fear most my external won't match the internal me
Can't even bare my own reflection, wifey making twice as me
Only see my imperfections, failure's looking nice on me
Not receptive of smiles, I'm learning many n***as tend to be
Quite deceptive and cowards, seeing past they pretend to be
Wanna grow with my seed, show him that all things are possible
Never accept defeat and show him how to conquer obstacles
Show him to trust in God, 'though His existence seems illogical
He get that grad degree and ask me what the f**'s impossible
sh**, nothing my n***a, know the world is yours to conquer
Words pa**ed down to a prince to be a king, to be a father
I write
[Hook: Young Maine]
Something special in a letter
When I'm all alone wondering why you're gone
I do this to let you know I'm thinking of you
So it's
Something special in a letter
When I'm all alone I put on this song
Just to let you know your son is thinking of you