“I’m tryin to find the way up out of this. Livin at home, tryin to find out who my father is. Sitting alone, bumping Common Sense…blown. Not off the chronic but off the knowledge in his dome. Still astonished, but I gotta move on. See my mother thinks my problem is I really ain’t accomplished shit. 21 without a cost, car, without a scholarship. And some days I don’t eat, all i got is pocket lent. And I walk around with cold feet and I’m thinner than my wallet is. But she don’t realize her son is 5 times dominant as most niggas she’s honoring. But she don’t see the prominence. Probably fucked around and change the world like Bob Marley did. My talents apparent, but it’s fatherless. So how she gonna acknowledge it. I hate running away from my problems without solving it proper. I don’t wanna be a doctor I just wanna be the father that my father never bothered to be. My son will never have to follow the streets. His role model is me…”
— Blu
