[Verse]

Might be the realest shit that I've ever wrote

I wouldn't wanna see my kids selling coke

You're like sixty now, you're getting old

But this story here was never told

I was three, little bro was one

Mum packed her bags and left to go

From her Yorkshire home to a London road

She brought her kids and left alone

And like that we was left alone

I didn't like that

Years passed and we never spoke

Birthdays was the worst days, you never wrote

I'd sit and stare at the telephone

Used to ring you, there was no answer

Always thought you was never home

The pain I felt you would never know

You said you'd meet me at primary school

I'd tell all my friends but you'd never show

Mum was working them late nights and never once did you send her dough

All I wanted was a pair of Nikes

All I wanted was to hear advice

So rarely did I hear your voice

By eleven I'd let him go

Never once did you pick me up

Said you'd visit but never once in my whole life did you visit us

Never once did you give a fuck

You wouldn't care if I was living bruck

Remember nights I was in the mud

You was probably drinking in a pub

There ain't a thing you've given us

Situation all crazy

My Pops from Liverpool

And reverted in the late 80's before he married my mother

Before she had me or my brother

I've seen photos of you in Pakistan

I don't know much about my father's past

I spent more time at my grandma's yard

More than seven years since we've exchanged some words

Before then it was eight years to make it worse

I've seen you twice in fifteen years

My childhood, you was missing there

What's the reason you disappeared?

Moving forward, switching gears

Flashbacks through my lifetime

Flashbacks up in my mind

Back when I was young yute

Before I got up on my grind

I used to go Barratts for school shoes

Mum would give me like £30

Lighting ganja, imma burn it down

What's the reason you weren't around?

I could understand if you was locked up

Got a thirty, done a bird

I could understand if you was catted out

Bunning work but you weren't

I could understand if you was overseas and settled down with a new wife

But these times you was up in Leeds and never gave your two yutes time

I always thought I got a half-brother or sister out there, I don't know it

Mum would cuss me and say you're like your father but these times I don't know him

A lot of single mothers on their heal

But your absence made me stronger still

All I wanted was an explanation

I never had no expectation

All them years that you left me waiting

I don't think there's nothing left to say then

Real talk, you made your bed to lay in