chorus:

we're just fighting through this lifetime, family man
but daddy was a bad man, but daddy is a strong man
street hustling, 'cause the bills gotta get paid
mouths gotta get fed, so moves gotta get made
I'm an MC, artist, father, provider
husband, crazy mutherfucker, straight rider
raise seeds like the good old days
but nowadays all the innocence has gone away, never to return

Verb:

I let these blunts burn through peace talks
this is grown -men talk, top of the food chain, ghetto ways but much brains
trying to ease all the pains of life
shit I've seen, can't have that for little mamas or even my queen
these days are scheme shit, and I want them to know it
that pops was an OG, a leader and a poet
full of potential, I'm just lost in the system
fighting to come out on top, that's always the mission
money don't grow on trees and neither does wisdom
I was taught by the gangsters, they always said I'd go to prison
but I didn't, and these youth they don't need to either
I spend time with my fam, while doing that I spit ether
I'm a teacher, I've been taught that death hurts
and that bad luck, really some are cursed
and in rap there's a lot of phony suckers
that rather poison the future instead making it to something

chorus:

we're just fighting through this lifetime, family man
but daddy was a bad man, but daddy is a strong man
street hustling, 'cause the bills gotta get paid
mouths gotta get fed, so moves gotta get made
I'm an MC, artist, father, provider
husband, crazy mutherfucker, straight rider
raise seeds like the good old days
but nowadays all the innocence has gone away, never to return

Fubar:

nobody said life was easy
you're not gonna find a genie
we have to unite so we can rise completely
fight the greedy and those looking to divide our species
I'm uncontrollable, animal inside is beastly
I write every line uniquely
I'm a writer and a father at the same time
I inject philosophies, my daughter is the main line
raise my seed with plenty of sunshine
in life where most are not friendly and unkind
I try cherishing the innocence left
got to let her enjoy life and discipline less
my soul has a hole with a limitless depth
I'm stuck working a job where they implement stress
trying to make some sense of this ridiculous mess
until the time comes for my infamous death

chorus:

we're just fighting through this lifetime, family man
but daddy was a bad man, but daddy is a strong man
street hustling, 'cause the bills gotta get paid
mouths gotta get fed, so moves gotta get made
I'm an MC, artist, father, provider
husband, crazy mutherfucker, straight rider
raise seeds like the good old days
but nowadays all the innocence has gone away, never to return