My son

Hiding in attics waiting for the knock see the blue and red waiting for my moment

when i'll have to squeeze off a shot whenever i gunned you know that i had to make

myself run for my enemies they will alway's be coming i can't run away when my

homies always be fronting and never be stunting supporting my kid that life isn't the life

for him that i wanted see him working the corners slinging them keys and alway's looking over

his shoulder worrying about the bullet where as i want to see him in an office writing

down bullets i killed peeps for him someone should forewarn him his dad is a killer

and never will he know him i had to skirt away and leave to do his own growing

cause the life of a ganger isn't what he needs to grow into someone who succeeds and making people

bleed isn't the only thing that makes the green used to go out and eradicate whole

family's like a disease came home one night after i got a shot in my arm and

my kids still kicking god bless him like a sneeze every day i hear him in my mind

see him divine growing as big as a vine and that i could never kick seeing something

of mine growing and toiling with eyes blue as the sky eyes wide with curiosity

i hope they never lose their shine because for my son i will always think of him whether

i'm toothless or dying i killed macks for him for things i care about i'm ruthless no lyin

the truth is in the deep cold blue called my eyes the winter inside never left my brain

severed but when i rolled the insults off my back is when it left you boy's beveled

and in the pain i rebelled a silent personal kind of hell one that left you

screaming it seems through a dirty well a wall of water leaving you drowning

and haunted for my son none of this i wanted i needed him to grow up with someone

kind to support him other than his homies and his gat as his only wards

of protection for him i wanted a new lifed birthed out of the flames a Resurrection

a measured life is now what he's heading towards so for him mission complete

no regrets for what he's destined