Lyrics .pops number. - Jabez Z

I remember things I should probably forget
Like Pops number is five
And that's the next track in the list
Haha
Tracklist
Organizing this rap shit
This is the only time I talk about dad
I think I'm just batshit
I need to know his weakness
It might offer me strength
When I dissed him, it got him heated
Told me I was shiftin' the blame
But why show me the shit you didn't accomplish
I'm fifty percent failure
You got me thinkin' I'm dog shit
Backyards covered with the dogs past meals
Oh, my bad
I'm sorry I mentioned food
But you know that shit poppin'
Come on pops
What's for dinner
Ice creams for sinners
Yet I scream for dessert
That's my fathers love
He taught me to eat
That's why I love beef
Fuck Jabez Z

Oh shit
Battle for the ages
Jabez Z versus Zack
Keep these dawgs in the cages
And allow them three blank pages
Each stage got you stiff
Left you six feet below
Not dead yet
But your mind has you choked
You can't see me
'Cause you're still seein' a past
I might have a broad head
But I'm still thinkin' of raps
You have a broad head
And it's worthless
It's true
If you don't want to see me, you don't have to
But don't say it's because of other people feelins' dude
Just be honest
You don't like who I've become
I'm like your worst nightmare
'Cause I've spent five years young
With the five year drum
That created my heart beat
Five years pops
Now I'm almost twenty-one
Always Strong