Father's Day ft. Empty Sentiment

Ayo my pops taught me everything. Did all that he could and I'm much obliged

I'm looking up, he's looking down, we both watching the sun rise

Taught me how to scrap, then put me on rap, and put me on game

Don't chase women or the fame. See them books? Go use your brain

Taught my jumpshot... "however you move, Boo get your money"

How to stand like a man, thru the rain, it ain't always sunny

Down in Philly every summer, preparing for vacation

Working all year, for 2 weeks off, this man's patient

When you young, you never get why your parents go photograph

Every single moment, knowing you loan it, until they pass

Think I understand. You know a picture says a thousand words

And you gone hear every single one once the worst occurs