His is 1970 Something…

 

It’s the year of a man who grew up with nothing

Now he is his own man with plenty of fans

That’s what you call a man with only sons

He’s lived for more than 18,000 days

That’s a lot for living under the sun’s rays

We’re talking of the star that shines bright

It’s got all the shine, think of three suns

We appreciate it, it’s not easy raising men

I mean soldiers, we’re talking three sons

Not many could stand up to the challenge

Especially when you came from nothing

And tried to build something

But you know what, time’s rushing

Luckily you almost have everything

So in return, me and my homeboys got to give you anything

It’s appreciating father

And the man that fathered father

To all fathers that try to breed the to-be fathers

So that in future we get more better fathers

Nothing beats the nature of a true man built to be called father

And to some, try being better fathers