Weakened Dad - King Iso

You know I never met my father growing up

And I was introduced to sex young

I mean being molested and shit like that

So like I’ve always been an angry, lustful being

And I’m still dealing with mistakes that I’ve made to this day

But I’m working

It took two to make you

But listen that ain’t even half

Depend on me to raise you

I’d do it with the weakest back

My strength will not forsake you

For your sake I must lead a path at times I felt unable

I came to stand, I needed that

I tracked the streets of fatherhood

They put me on and beat me bad and I rep this game proudly

I’m holding you, don’t need a rag, son I’m in this turf daily

The doctors know I’m King, not mad, my speech is to inspire you

Until I die and free at last

But now I’m in this trap

To me it seems my being has

I know that’s your mama

That sentence I’ll just leave at that

I feel like I’m in Hell, son

Do I deserve to be like that?

Or maybe I can rise like a phoenix

Son Steven Nash because this court is different

There’s no ball for me to pass, my time with you is split

But listen that ain’t even half

This pain that I feel it’s

Ironic I feel weakened

Dad is losing all his strength

And then you said

See you this weekend, dad

Because nobody taught me how to be a man

Yeah, yeah

My stepfather did all that he can

Yeah, yeah

Ain’t seen my dad before, for you’s a different plan

Yeah, yeah

To be as present as the gift of life at hand

'Cause I’m hurting

I’m bleeding

I feel weakened

'Til the weekend

Your mother has you more than me

And that’s lucky for she to have

Different like a sorority

But common goals to be in frats

Man where are my authorities?

With paperwork I need to grab

The public be ignoring me

Like they don’t even see your dad

I know that this get deep

So sink or swim, who needs a class?

Ironic how the deep end depends on if we even splash

I’m drowning out the screams

My brain relives a scenic past

The system stems from separating seeds like when the weed is trash

I tend to CBD’s

Joint custody we think we have

Wipe my tears with my forearm

You probably think you’ve seen me dab

But you’re my biggest drug

One actually that I need to have

Without you I will relapse

Son I know I may seem detached just know your dad is working

I punch the clock with even jabs until my hands are hurting

My arms give out and fingers snap

The pain I feel is certain

Ironic I feel weakened

Dad is losing all his strength

And then you said

See you this weekend, dad

Because nobody taught me how to be a man

Yeah, yeah

My stepfather did all that he can

Yeah, yeah

Ain’t seen my dad before, for you’s a different plan

Yeah, yeah

To be as present as the gift of life at hand

'Cause I’m hurting

I’m bleeding

I feel weakened

'Til the weekend

Son I had to bring it back

Like when you go get a refund or receipt attached

This life you can’t reenact

My thumb on this note I forever will be a tack

They poking my finger, Jack

This bag can’t aid me, where are my singers at?

That mean that I bleed for that

I need space for these bars, let me drink and don’t keep a tab

Still got love for your mama when she be mad

Maybe we just did things too fast

We were speeding towards an uneven path

And like sleeping, indeed we crashed

Z-Z-Z how we swerving and we just dashed

Catch a pillow for money and leave a bag

But if fly is the Chief and is growing like me

I have a cocoon wrapped around me the size of a sleeping bag

I learned that I cheat to pass

The hurt from what I cannot receive, repeat it back

Was elementary to senior grads

I ain’t even grasp

That ain’t even class

To treat it like that where my evil ass

But every time I loved, they cheated back

So when I think of love, I think of that

I just do it to cope like a fiend with crack

I don’t know how to love even me in fact

But when I look at you, it don’t seem so bad

Could it be you’re so pure and I needed that?

Hold up, could it be since a youth, we were bad?

And think not once have I seen my dad

So I grew up confused and just being mad

And abused the views and people sad

Then you called and you said

It’s the weekend, dad