[Intro]

(Is it up all the way? All right...)

Chavito que tienes?

Que trais porque estas llorando? (Yeah)

Esque tu papa me mando para que le comprara el pan

Y se va a enojar conmigo

Y me va a pegar

Pero ya compraste el pan no?

Si pero

[Verse]

I always hate how we all slept in the same old room

And pops would argue with my moms about my grades in school

Cs and Ds, and even close to Bs and As

I know that the neighbors always hear the shit he say

I'd be embarrassed but fuck it 'cause he was my dad

He was my hero even though most of the time he'd be mad

I was just too young and didn't really understand

I used to think that that was just the part of being a man

I ain't surprised though I was only a kid

And over time I started to see all the shit that he did

He told me, "Nunca tomes como..."

Hold up, I got it -

He told me, "Don't drink like I drink, it'll do no good"

"Just finish school, get your diploma like you said you would"

To be completely honest with you I don't know what it was

That made me want to feel like pops when he was drinking and buzzed

Maybe it was because he told me it's something I shouldn't do..

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah

I went to Mexico a couple of years, a couple of months back

You know what I'm saying

And I was talking to a couple of friends that I had back then

Started drinking having a good time

And my little brother got mad at my pops cause he didn't get him something he wanted earlier and shit

And he told me something, well he told us something that caught my attention

He told me like "I hear that you always talk about your pops in your music complaining, kind of

Like saying your dad wasn't really blah blah blah"

And I was like "Yeah, I don't have the best relationship with my pops"

But he told me, he was like

"Yo your dad he - y'all over there in the US

Y'all living a great life compared to how we do it down here"

And that made me think

He was just like "Man, I used to come home from school and just hope we had something to eat

I'd drink me a cup of water and just hope that we had something in the fridge"

And I started to think about it

I complain about my pops as me being a youngster

My dad was always an asshole

I guess that's just the way that he was raised

But he got us what we needed, know what I'm sayin

So pretty much just be thankful for what you got

Be thankful for everything your parents give you

You may think that you may not have it

But you have it better than a lot of people out here