You a god when its all over you use to rock yah gold chain with the comb over
Ain't No dirt on yah shoulder you was always clean
Gave us all the dream way before I wrote scheme
It Seems like we was destined for it you loved music like we all do
Just wish that we could call you one more time and talk to you as a man
And show you what we got planned and show you that I'm a man you'd be proud of
Could never doubt love no we about love in this recurring dream
I keep falling in and out of
I wish we had more time that I took granted but granted
I still was young and going through adolescents
Wish you was here for those lessons never question god
Went through some mild depression you passing was really hard
On my birthday we can make it a celebration
Cause every year you gone we keep elevating
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be Donald
Now I'm tryna be better
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be Donald
Now I'm tryna be better
You was Born April 1st nah you never been a fool
Was really smooth
Had different woman to pick and choose I feel like you gave all your sons that kind of gift
But damn pop you sure shot that never miss you had 10 kids damn
Well that's a hell of a legacy gave us all yah gifts swagger and looks especially
Nah you wasn't perfect but all of it really worth it
Sometimes it take loss for you to find out your purpose
Certain we just gotta learn from your taste from your dreams your mistakes
From yah flaws and your traits from your strengths
And your gains from yah joy and your pain
That Hobson blood is in our veins
When all said and done you could depend on your son
That last name in good hands and Myrna said I got yah hands
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be Donald
Now I'm tryna be better
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be like Donald
I Use to wanna be Donald
Now I'm tryna be better