Circles

I personally had a peekaboo dad

He was consistently in and out of my life

I remember always wondering, did my dad really love me

And if he did, isn't love an action word, hmmm

Oh, what is your own life when you tell your whole life

Closest ones around me, cut them off, no knife

They thinking I'm wrong right but how long I must fight

Ain't wrong, how many times should I pick the phone up

Thats gone, I wish it was with you copping from corners

Came back home, got involved in that fufu shit

Im wrong for keeping it as real as truthful gets