Check one two, check one two

My name is Ian, and I am no one

Sorry father, I'm not the son that you wanted

Instead of being a scholar, we went and dropped out of college

Went and did a lot of drugs and became a drunk alcoholic

I partied cause I departed and helped me to numb my problems

I know this shit is sounding similar to a lot of you living with one parent

Got you sipping from the bottle too soon

I ain't trippin' all I got is truth

And if this sounds really familiar then you feel me

Yeah I got to your papa

Popped a lot of mollies, chopped a lot of chollies, drank a lot of tallies, smoked a lot of Marley

I am sorry that I'm not a doctor or a lawyer

And I got you being blasphemous to God like the old boy

Sorry, I'd get the doctorate in English

Instead I was working at mama's, washing all the dishes

Mopping after hours, pots taller in the kitchen

Inhaling chronic in the back whenever mama didn't witness

Rewinded to school and cool, I had to sit on the bench

'Cause I was abusive to students, I was the kid to suspend

Principal's desk full of comments from the teachers from me

Saying this and that and Ian isn't easy to teach

But maybe I was just being me, I just needed to breathe

P.E. teacher hated me, gave me A, B, C's and D's

But maybe he knew I was out there and dealing him ease

Feeling like he shouldn't ever wanna see me succeed

Plus I was bullying kids, cause they were bullying me

I'm sorry father, taught me better, yeah I shouldn't have been

The little time we had together, you were good at your seed

That's why I feel apologetic on this hook and this beat

And why I put it on you? No, I'ma put it on me

Negative is me

Yeah, dad, I hate it and I say so

I played with the devil but I may have found an angel

Now music is my life, dad I made it out okay though

Look I made it out okay though

Look I made it out okay