It feels so good to see you smilin’, Little Deltron, or little lunky D, Have I told you, everything you mean to me? It feels so good to see you smilin’, Beat beat, Dinker Doo, or little Delulu, Do you know that me and mommy really love you?
It would take more than a brick of weed, To slow the speed of my writing pen, when I settle in. Thanks mom, I hope you’re proud, Now let’s start to pray that I can rock a crowd. Let’s see if I can hold a mic, like I can hold a grudge, Stubborn little bastard, very hard to budge. I’m older now and mature, Searching for that fishing lure, To catch the dreams that require the utmost attention, Like my daughter, did I mention? Highest branch of my ascension, deep roots, was my intention. No wonder my fists are clenching. Not saying on a bad day, I won’t break through every brick wall, But we do a good job of keeping trouble small. We got a little girl learning everything from us, So I use old slang and try not to cuss. Dag and egad are two words she’ll say, And we picked em up from Batman and D. Dumile. What a beautiful chorus for the people to get into, I’m the kind of hip-hop you should try to get into. Beats as fresh as morning dew with rhymes that have a conscience view, It’s more than what I am planting; I’m growing more than thoughts for you. This one is for my daughter, so when she’s not around, She can hear my voice and feel comfort from the sound. Keep a song in your head and a prayer in your heart, Wake up with the sun gotta go, gotta run. Got home stressed out, need to retune, Go outside; go look up at the moon. Deep breathes, reps of ten, That’s kind of how it feels when daddy holds a pen. Your life is gonna take you a lot of different ways, Be honest and strong while you’re mapping out your days. In just one night you can start something new, Validate those dreams. That’s how they come true. Get to the point like throwing bones, Three notebooks and my headphones. And only fifteen were good enough to share, Diligence rewards my little Lyla bear. Four years old singing in a mic stand, Loves the Raconteurs, it’s her favorite band. Baby’s on the level is her song, Four years so fast, but it’s been so long. My daddy and me, we’re so fun together, We love to do stuff; we love to do things. We love to go to party’s, even my mommy too. We love to go to party’s everyday, Because we just love party’s. Done.