Song Description

Artist talking about the love and the raising of his son-feeling like the luckiest person in the world.

Lyrics

Since the day, he was born/it was instant joy/like man/oh god,i just made a boy/no more playin,know more/I gotta do my job/rather it's rough/easy,simple or hard/I'll never run away,I'm not feelin no guilt/I was the first person to hold him and feed his milk/In this circle i built/life with son and dad 10-15-98, is when it began /grab your little hand and i kissed ya feet,I guess this baby boy will make a man outta me/I see your little lips and your big brown eyes/parts of ya momma/with those big ol'e thighs/I can't lie/I was really feelin this shit/thinkin,how could a nigga/not want no part of this/deep down in my soul,I think it's hardless,you got a little soul in your reflection(Bitch). (Hook) Never leave you,even though i'm just your dad-never hurt you,even though i'm just your dad-believe in you,even though i'm just your dad. A lot of people say why you always alone/but some of us brothers/like to be a home/gonna be there for my man/and never steer him wrong/take him out to the world,don't let him see it alone/even though i'm your dad,you can call on me/don't worry about my life,cause i'm always free for my kids and responsibility /cause i can guide you to whatever you wanna be/just like ya mom's,i'm down as well/I'll stay out of trouble/try ta stay outta jail/won't be a dead beat,so you follow in my steps/lifes little problems,I'll be there to help/birthdays,ballgames,scrapes on your knee/I'll be sittin right there in emegencies/little fights on the block/you know i got your back/as long as you handle your biz/and ani't runnin your trap. (Hook) Never leave you,even though i'm just your dad-never hurt you,even though i'm just your dad-believe in you,even though i'm just your dad. Teach you dicipline and hard work as well/teach you about women,so you'll never chase a girl/teach you big money/so you won't look like a jerk/treat your family right and always keep god first/never raise your hand unless its most necessary/you don't want your life to end up in a cemetary/always keep you neat/keep your fresh clothes on/be there for your mom's,even though i ain't at home/I could still touch you like tupac's soul/still make you laugh,late nights on the phone/sometimes i wish/you was already grown/but then i would'nt get the chance to see you gettin old/boy to man/son to a dad/sittin back sippin liquer,talkin bout what ya had(Fuck),I'm so glad me and mom made you/ta get this opportunity to raise you.