I know what you’re thinking.

Here goes another black boy crying about the daddy that wasn’t there

And you’re half right

Right about the daddy not there

Because no longer I shed tears about it.

But I understand that I got to rise above it

And use the bad example of a father I only seen one, two, three, four, five I believe 

One hand I count on is how many times I’ve seen 

The father that conceived

And I’m not bitter you see

I know that I got to be better then he.