Make Them Cry

Yeah Ice Yeah I'm an only child, no one could've made another I have to father my mother And treat my son's grandfather like my older brother The skies are grey in Toronto, they not a golden color I'm feeling like BTS 'cause it took The whole career for me to be so discovered I know for sure that my parents, they look at me And see an overcomer I'm looking back at them and these days I see an older couple I see my only uncle lookin' like that- that I ain't ownin' up to And if he said the way he really felt I'd probably see his side because I'm old enough to I'm looking at all my -, they say,