I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back 22 years ago to keep it on track The birth of a child on the eighth of October A toast but my granddaddy came sober Countin' all the fingers and the toes Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh 18 years younger than my mama But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama In single parenthood there I stood By the time she was 21, had another one This one's a girl, let's name her Pam Same father as the first but you don't give a damn Irresponsible, plain not thinking Papa said, "Chill" but the brother keep winking Still he won't down you or tear out your hide On your side while the baby maker slide But mama got wise to the game The youngest of five kids, hon here it is After 10 years without no spouse Momma's gettin' married in the house 22 years ago to keep it on track The birth of a child on the eighth of October A toast but my granddaddy came sober Countin' all the fingers and the toes Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh 18 years younger than my mama But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama Listen, positive over negative for the women and master Mother queen's risin' a chapter Deja vu, tell you what I'm gonna do When they reminisce over you, my God My God It's so yeah, so lovely That's how we like to do it snitch-9ine 6ix-era When I date back I recall a man off the family tree My right hand, Poppa Doc, I see Took me from a boy to a man so I always had a father When my biological didn't bother Taking care of this so who am I to bicker Not a bad ticker but I'm clocking pop's liver But you can never say that his life is through 5 kids at 21 believe he got a right too 22 years ago to keep it on track The birth of a child on the eighth of October A toast but my granddaddy came sober Countin' all the fingers and the toes Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh 18 years younger than my mama But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama