You took away the sound the touch
The smell my sight to see your smile
Please no pity for a G
Though I've got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for an hour After that he's gotta leave
On top of that I only get to see him once a week
Yea right lucky me
Well f**k Keltra Pope and whoever disagrees
I learned a valuable lesson indeed
But I'm just trying to be the best father I can be
Apparently I'm an unfit father cause all I know is dope
And all I got is dirty dollars
But I'm selling dope to help my family get farther
Cause no 9 to 5 is gonna prevent us from starving
I'm sorry Jaylin I don't get to see you like I want to
But I just wanna let you know I want to
If the court grants me visitation them I'm going to
But you're to young to understand what we're going through
And your mama's low down
She's just doing everything to hurt me right now
Why Cause I don't love her like I used to
So to get back at me she knows she's gotta use you
And I don't know what else to do
She don't understand that this shit will bruise you too
And now I gotta take the b***h to court
So either way it's a lose - lose
I'm writing a letter to my baby
I'm writing a letter to my son
Tell him things done got to crazy
But its not over its not done
I told your mama I don't love her
It made her trip and now she gone
So I'mma be the better one
I'mma be the better one
But I just wanna see my son
I try talking to the b***h
But she keep using you as a bargaining chip
And I am not the one to be bargaining with
That just make me wanna go
And put my palms on that b***h
I swear this shit ain't even right bruh
I ain't even got the chance to change a f**kin diaper
This is what I get for going raw when I piped her
Thinkin that I loved her when
I shouldn't of even liked her
But I do not regret ma child
Stupid b***h I just wanna see ma child
Do what you may but you will never make me bow
F**k child support b***h take me to trial
Why you with this shit
Cause I ain't read you no vowels
b***h move on me and you ain't working out
So what it matter if I moved to work out
Long as I provide and put food in his mouth
I'm writing a letter to my baby
I'm writing a letter to my son
Tell him things done got to crazy
But its not over its not done
I told your mama I don't love her
It made her trip and now she gone
So I'mma be the better one
I'mma be the better one
But I just wanna see my son
Matter of fact I in school right now
In case the music don't work
And I can put the work down
My momma say this shit sure to work out
All the bullshit I'm going through to see my first child
See his first steps see his first smile
Hear his first words teach him how to count
But I guess I've been counted out
Seein' as the b***h don't want me around
When I speak to him he don't recognize the sound
The sound of my voice so he just looks around
I know she enjoys so I suck it up and smile
But f**k this stupid b***h I just wanna see my child
I'm writing a letter to my baby
I'm writing a letter to my son
Tell him things done got to crazy
But its not over its not done
I told your mama I don't love her
It made her trip and now she gone
So I'mma be the better one
I'mma be the better one
But I just wanna see my son
