Unborn

Unborn Letter to my unborn.... What up Lil' Man, what's going on with you? I hope you're staying patient, you know I'm gon' get you The Lord's gon' give you a body that'll fit you But 'til that day comes, though we never met, I miss you So let me fill you in on what's going on here Your cousin is nearly 2, short with long hair Gorgeous, personality is awesome Smart too, she'll have a lot to say when she's talking I remember the 1st time that I saw her walking Matter of fact, the feeling that I felt when I walked in The hospital room...the day after she was born High-5 to your aunt, yeah, my sister's strong And I'm throwing you a party when you get here PMF bottles, booties and bibs, yeah Snap backs covering up your 6 hairs I got off track, hold up, let me switch gears You're probably wondering the reason you ain't here yet Financially speaking, still getting my ears wet So I can provide you with whatever you need To do whatever you want, advantages from the start I channel from the heart when I speak about my art But truthfully, you're the reason why I'm working hard I've got to get it now so when I throw you in the car To take you back to the house, we ain't sleeping on the couch Food for thought, providing food for my little man Sitting next to you while you're sitting in your little chair And you and I are watching the Knicks lose again Raising you the right way, that's why I refuse to sin As far as your mother goes, I don't really know If I know her yet or not, so lil' man let it rock Cause grown folks business is wack And you ain't even alive yet so kick back, relax I'ma get it right...in a minute though.... Letter to my unborn