I wasn't sure if you were able to be my dad.
Turns out I was wrong.
You showed me things I never knew when I was little.
Like video games and cars and Freestyle music.
I know a couple times while growing up,
We disagreed on some things.
Like what I was feeling and
Why I was coming home late from school.
You've always told me great stories about you and P,
and how much Doritos gave you heartburn
And how much you love to eat rice and beans.
And how you used to steal car parts.
And make your car better with the parts you stole.
And the pranks you used to do to your cousins.
I know it's been hard to see me growing up,
and not the little girl you met.
I know it's been hard to get the things
You wanted to get me now.
But just to let you know,
I don't need anything expensive from you.
I've learned to work for my money and my things.
You keep it for your studio and the gifts you'll buy for ma.
I'll help you out with music.
You can bet on that.
I'll save up for the best equipment
To kick ass in the studio.
Over time, I realized my dad isn't here in my life.
He's on the other side of the world,
And you're here with my siblings, my mom, and me.
I'm hoping one day, you'll see me in the hospital
After I give birth to my child.
And that you'll be able to walk me down the aisle,
When I get married.
I mean, so far and maybe forever,
You're the only dad I have.
I mean, I don't see my dad as my dad anymore.
It's you who I see as my dad.
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