text: Everybody got daddy issues/but when he shot, we all came outta daddys missile /& when he call they all say daddy miss u/all in all daddy shoulda used a fuckin tissue/cuz now im grown & fucked up & thats some real shit/they say itll toughen him up now i dont feel shit/thats why my niggas is bitches bc yall niggas just bitches/& if i trusted these niggas i wouldnt treat em like bitches i got two of them, thought one was gon ruin him/the other is one great but my dreams never got through to him/its cool...I got a goaldni for king shit/they said that it was risque but ima king bitch/now i got the queen bitch, aint no in between bitch, ima show that nigga how he shoulda treat a queen, bitch/had 5 sons but he aint raise one, you see ya oldest living son, dont be claimin rizzo gun /honor thy father man, why should i bother...supposed to give ya all in the end the nigga robbed ya/i aint perfect,so please help me lord/have my own one day dont let my heart turn lord ahh
  I just got back from/Where they said I couldnt get back from/And I thank God, I thank God that I made it/
  They surprised, they surprised that I made it/
  Heart is like diamonds, keep blindin their faces/
  I wonder how I keep finding these places/
  I cant explain how it feels to be patient/
  Killing the drama, we finally made it, hey-yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Nobody knows, nobody knows
  Nobody knows, nobody but you
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Nobody knows, nobody knows
  Nobody knows, nobody but you