Your first born got your passport And your NRC Your second, twins got your clothes Your daughter didn't get a thing Your blood is what bonds us Hope you rest in the dirt In the process of lust, you caved in Your daughter had it the worst A life without a farther figar Mother died young No support from the father side No one would deal to come Mama tot us to love each other Even when we not together We've been through some rainy days But now we standing under the umbrellas