Don't take away his inheritance

That's what he cries

So the Lord saw fit to save him

But not before this

And the night has shown 'nuff weakness

Landed him right here

A few moments of pleasure got him tied to the type of woman mama said be wise to

But he finally understands what Dr. King meant

That a man can't ride your back unless you've bent it

Stand up, man up, take care of your own

Though reduced to the weekends, he'll still fo' sho' show up

But it's sho' 'nuff [?] how something so sinful nine months later got you blissful and it ain't quite simple

And yeah homie, I get that

Like how you tell your daughter that's what you think of her mama

But he can't stand the sight of her, in court fightin' her

Frightened, losin' bad, judge think he lyin'

He like "I am not them, not a statistic, I am desperate, please don't take away my inheritance"

Cried

And he sees her in the rearview, wavin' 'til he's gone

Turns left at the corner and he cries the whole ride home

Home... if you can call it that

He misses her laughter

And it shakes him to the core like the pound of the gavel

And life is just killin' time 'til Friday 3PM, mama comes late

'Cause she don't wanna see him

She speaks so ill of him

"That boy ain't no good, he grew up in Lynwood, he'll always be so good"

But none of that matters 'cause it's daddy's time

Let's shake the spot just for us, God

Please stop the clock

Hold every moment with him

'Cause quite literally, it could be his last one

Lord, what has he become?

He like "She doesn't deserve this and I hope I don't look nervous, She'll soon be a teenager and I'll be on her nerves then"

But until then, he'll hold in the pain of being desperate

Please don't take away his inheritance

That's what he cries

That's what we cry