I got a daughter I support her open heartedly It bothers me how fathers be havin children irresponsibly How could I not nurture what I conceived Or deprive her, shes my prophecy As I stare in her eyes theres no despair, deception Or awareness, except when givin affection Shes the water that purifies me More than likely wearing jordans like me As she grows ill expose her to all that ive seen Like the island of saint croy Where smile and she brings joy She the cover im the line of what survival is based on How I teach her to stay strong And live through wilderness If I instill in her the will to live Shell get through it She my first seed, my genesis My last bit of innocence My understanding wisdom brings what knowledge is given I hope to surround her with prominent figures So she can grow to be a positive woman and never doubts that I love her ...