[Intro: Tobe Nwigwe]

(See your life)

Yeah (See it)

Mm (See it)

Let me talk to 'em (Look at songs)

[Verse 1: Tobe Nwigwe]

Look, Peter Pan to these lost boys, they follow me

Keep a heap of heat for those who creep with no apologies (Mm-mm)

Speak for those who seek to be at peace where the Walhalla be

Found peace inside monogamy, you peakin' at the prophecy, ooh

I am the one filled with halle'

But from where they ball and parlay 'round my whole city (Halle')

On God, I seen shells flyin' broad day

Had me layin' prostrate, thank Yahwеh ain't none hit me (Yahweh)

Fat just had my son indeed, but a small catch

Is that I'vе had sons, just not out my ballsack

Fall back, I be appalled that

All that I've done for my sons don't get wall plaques

Look, I should walk up in the room and see up on the wall

Greatest father figure of 'em all

Not because I'm cold and I need to thaw

Or my Southern drawl, I should get applause

For the fact I father every one of y'all

Literally, yeah, don't belittle me

Put your hands together, say a prayer, player

Don't forget to mention me, thank Yah that He sent for me

And I'll continue to have empathy for all my mini me's, ooh

[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]

Yeah, you're my mini me (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)

Yeah, you're my mini me (Not just mini me, nah)

Yeah, you're my mini me (Say it how it should be said)

Nah, yeah (I'm sick of you bein' nice to all these boys, they are babies)

You are my mini me (Children, sons)

You are my mini me, yeah (The only difference between them and Chu Chu)

You are my mini me (Is they ain't come out of me, pause)

Heheheh, nah, for real (They are Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe's sons)

[Verse 2: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]

D.O.L.L.A., uh, only makes sense for D.O.L.L.A. to reproduce

Did the garden labor myself, babies can eat the fruit

Where I'm from it subconsciously put the beast in you

Eat or be eaten, sweet or get you a sweeter tooth, uh

Taught me keep a tool, now I'm teachin' tools

Want my son to rule the world, I'ma tweak the rules

Say my neck should keep some jewels, but I disagree

Degree ain't more powerful than jewels that I'ma leave

Forty-six chromosomes, favor in twenty-three

The ones that come from me is just a different breed

Like, they ain't come up out my sack, I slid 'em from my sleeve

First trust fund babies that's gon' behave as kings

Keep ya head up high, but don't bump it on the sky

Uh, confidence is key, boy, you come from a line

Don't make me tap yo' wrist, make sure they know the time

It's inside and your behavior, screamin' that you're mine

Tell 'em roll out the red carpet, we special people

And we don't see nobody as less or equal

Boy, times changed, keep the energy

We prey on enemy and never let 'em take our inner peace, ooh

[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]

Yeah, you're my mini me (Okay, Dame)

Yeah, you're my mini me (Okay, Dame)

Yeah, you're my mini me (You ain't gotta tap yo' wrist)

Nah, yeah (They know what time it is, you was talkin' 'bout yo' sons)

You are my mini me (Nah, but they your children too)

You are my mini me, yeah (They are Dame)

You are my mini me (And Tobechukwu children, welcome)

Heheheh, nah, for real (Welcome to the family, sons)