Mistah F.a.b. Parenting 101 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Just thankful ain't got a court order
And I ain't gotta pay child support to support my daughter
Or have supervised visits when I'm tryin' to court up
Can't stay in the ho game, only can play a quarter
But it's difficult just tryin' to raise a pre-teen
The cold part, she ain't even started bleed-ing
And what I find the most difficult
Is not treating my daughter like one of these women that's just typical
'Cause normally, with some of these chicks, I'm like "Forget it then"
Delete 'em outta my phone and get rid of them
Any disagreement, I'm done with it fast
Just can't do that with a daughter, I'm a dedicated dad
Even when I'm mad, pissed and ticked off
Can't treat her like dirt on my shoulder and flick it off
I said I'd never thought I'd love another woman like I loved my mama
Hard bein' a parent, I know, mothers and fathers

[Chorus]
Mothers and fathers I'm tellin' you this (I'm tellin' you this)
Be careful what you do and what you tellin' your kids (Tellin' your kids)
If the love is conditional, you tellin' a fib
Without unconditional love, then you failin' your kids
It's hard bein' a parent, trust me I know
It's hard bein' a parent, believe me I know
It's hard bein' a parent, for real I know
And no one wants to feel like they're failin' their kids
[Verse 2]
Your baby mama trippin, she won't let you see your son
You ready to knock her down, you about to go get your gun
Or you ain't even trippin', you use it as an excuse
Like I didn't have the money anyway, for diapers and the juice
How can you raise a gun and not raise your son?
And complain about child support like you ain't makin' funds
Check it out, if I was you, this what I'd do
Hit the courts too, child support don't really support your child, dude
That's just a check, with your name on it, but where's your presence?
Yeah, bought 'em presents but they'd rather have your presence
This deeper than a song that I wrote, more than the [?]
I know that you know how hard that it is, you grew up without a father Me too, my daddy died when I was one-two
I got a daughter and I really want a son too
This the art of war, this is deeper than Sun Tzu
Say pimp, when they turn your daughter to a whore, what you gonna do?

[Chorus]
Mothers and fathers I'm tellin' you this (I'm tellin' you this)
Be careful what you do and what you tellin' your kids (Tellin' your kids)
If the love is conditional, you tellin' a fib
Without unconditional love, then you failin' your kids
It's hard bein' a parent, trust me I know
It's hard bein' a parent, believe me I know
It's hard bein' a parent, for real I know
And no one wants to feel like they're failin' their kids
[Verse 3]
Uh, yeah, child support you wrote a check for that
But you ain't check up on your child and you had sex for that
You take care of your girl's kids more than your own kids
Your only excuse is your baby mama on a long trip
Let me tell you somethin' cuz, get on some grown shit
Get a lawyer, get some money, get your own crib
Handle your business and stay firm for your kids
Especially if you're free, and you ain't on a long bid
And to the daddys and their kids life build with 'em
Never lie to your children, keep it real with 'em
Talk to 'em, teach 'em how to have conversations
'Cause now days, people let social media raise 'em
Then their kids grow up to be social introverts
'Cause havin' an eye-to-eye conversation seem to hurt
Pay attention to your kids, watch who hangin' with you
Real love from a mom and dad can help them anger issues

[Chorus]
Mothers and fathers I'm tellin' you this (I'm tellin' you this)
Be careful what you do and what you tellin' your kids (Tellin' your kids)
If the love is conditional, you tellin' a fib
Without unconditional love, then you failin' your kids
It's hard bein' a parent, trust me I know
It's hard bein' a parent, believe me I know
It's hard bein' a parent, for real I know
And no one wants to feel like they're failin' their kids