On a side note, peep the lyrics from Jay Z Blue from MCHG. it wouldn't be the first time he's addressed all of this. He was apologizing in advance to Blue for their divorce.
My flight changed again
Slight change of winds
It's barely 12 noon
And my wife changed again
Baby needs Pampers
Daddy needs at least three weeks in the Hamptons
Please don't judge me, only hugged the block
I thought my daddy didn't love me
My baby getting chubby
Cue that Stevie Wonder music, aww isn't she lovely
Now I'm staring at praying that things don't get ugly
And I'm stuck in that old cycle
Like wife leaves hubby
fukk joint custody
I need a joint right now
Just the thought alone fukks with me
High on life
I could die from the fall
Imagine if I hit the floor
Apologies in order
To Blue Ivy my daughter
If it was up to me
You would be with me
Sort of like daddy dearest
I dream filthy (my mom and pops) mixed me with Jamaican
(Rum and whiskey) what a set off (What a set off)
And I know I'm not perfect baby
I been through so much trauma
It gonna be hard to reverse it
With some doctors and some nurses maybe
Teach me on how to treat a lady
Open doors on the 'Cedes
This relationship shyt is complicated
All I know is we ain't speaking everyday
I fukking hate it
I don't wanna duplicate it
I seen my mom and pop drive each other motherfukkin' crazy
And I got that nikka blood in me
I got his ego and his temper
All is missing is the drugs in me
Why can't you just be happy
Without these back and forth thoughts
You too much like your daddy
Slight change of winds
It's barely 12 noon
And my wife changed again
Baby needs Pampers
Daddy needs at least three weeks in the Hamptons
Please don't judge me, only hugged the block
I thought my daddy didn't love me
My baby getting chubby
Cue that Stevie Wonder music, aww isn't she lovely
Now I'm staring at praying that things don't get ugly
And I'm stuck in that old cycle
Like wife leaves hubby
fukk joint custody
I need a joint right now
Just the thought alone fukks with me
High on life
I could die from the fall
Imagine if I hit the floor
Apologies in order
To Blue Ivy my daughter
If it was up to me
You would be with me
Sort of like daddy dearest
I dream filthy (my mom and pops) mixed me with Jamaican
(Rum and whiskey) what a set off (What a set off)
And I know I'm not perfect baby
I been through so much trauma
It gonna be hard to reverse it
With some doctors and some nurses maybe
Teach me on how to treat a lady
Open doors on the 'Cedes
This relationship shyt is complicated
All I know is we ain't speaking everyday
I fukking hate it
I don't wanna duplicate it
I seen my mom and pop drive each other motherfukkin' crazy
And I got that nikka blood in me
I got his ego and his temper
All is missing is the drugs in me
Why can't you just be happy
Without these back and forth thoughts
You too much like your daddy