Dear dad, note to my father.

the only thing my dad ever taught me, was who i didn't want to be.
sometimes we look at each other, and he says;
"damn, you look just like me."
now see, i hate to be a spitting image.
makes me feel like i'm a gimmick.
if you were a book, i wish my mom would've skimmed it.
&just walked on by, instead of becoming interested cause you dressed real fly.
eh, but that was the 70's, you had on bellbottoms and an afro.
30 years later, look @ them, like "wtf do i need those fa?"
&i just laugh, cuss the shit tickles my soul.
to know that is true, good people go COLD.
which is what you left me in for those 5 years that you left.
&my momz was my right hand, taught me to be the best man,
possible, &now it's highly probable that i'm unstoppable.
now if my dreams come true, when i get that first grammy, it'll be no thanks to you.


dear dad.