[Intro: Tobe Nwigwe]
(See your life)
Yeah (See it)
Mm (See it)
Let me talk to 'em (Look at songs)

[Verse 1: Tobe Nwigwe]
Look, Peter Pan to these lost boys, they follow me
Keep a heap of heat for those who creep with no apologies (Mm-mm)
Speak for those who seek to be at peace where the Walhalla be
Found peace inside monogamy, you peakin' at the prophecy, ooh
I am the one filled with halle'
But from where they ball and parlay 'round my whole city (Halle')
On God, I seen shells flyin' broad day
Had me layin' prostrate, thank Yahwеh ain't none hit me (Yahweh)
Fat just had my son indeed, but a small catch
Is that I'vе had sons, just not out my ballsack
Fall back, I be appalled that
All that I've done for my sons don't get wall plaques
Look, I should walk up in the room and see up on the wall
Greatest father figure of 'em all
Not because I'm cold and I need to thaw
Or my Southern drawl, I should get applause
For the fact I father every one of y'all
Literally, yeah, don't belittle me
Put your hands together, say a prayer, player
Don't forget to mention me, thank Yah that He sent for me
And I'll continue to have empathy for all my mini me's, ooh
[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]
Yeah, you're my mini me (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
Yeah, you're my mini me (Not just mini me, nah)
Yeah, you're my mini me (Say it how it should be said)
Nah, yeah (I'm sick of you bein' nice to all these boys, they are babies)
You are my mini me (Children, sons)
You are my mini me, yeah (The only difference between them and Chu Chu)
You are my mini me (Is they ain't come out of me, pause)
Heheheh, nah, for real (They are Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe's sons)

[Verse 2: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
D.O.L.L.A., uh, only makes sense for D.O.L.L.A. to reproduce
Did the garden labor myself, babies can eat the fruit
Where I'm from it subconsciously put the beast in you
Eat or be eaten, sweet or get you a sweeter tooth, uh
Taught me keep a tool, now I'm teachin' tools
Want my son to rule the world, I'ma tweak the rules
Say my neck should keep some jewels, but I disagree
Degree ain't more powerful than jewels that I'ma leave
Forty-six chromosomes, favor in twenty-three
The ones that come from me is just a different breed
Like, they ain't come up out my sack, I slid 'em from my sleeve
First trust fund babies that's gon' behave as kings
Keep ya head up high, but don't bump it on the sky
Uh, confidence is key, boy, you come from a line
Don't make me tap yo' wrist, make sure they know the time
It's inside and your behavior, screamin' that you're mine
Tell 'em roll out the red carpet, we special people
And we don't see nobody as less or equal
Boy, times changed, keep the energy
We prey on enemy and never let 'em take our inner peace, ooh
[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]
Yeah, you're my mini me (Okay, Dame)
Yeah, you're my mini me (Okay, Dame)
Yeah, you're my mini me (You ain't gotta tap yo' wrist)
Nah, yeah (They know what time it is, you was talkin' 'bout yo' sons)
You are my mini me (Nah, but they your children too)
You are my mini me, yeah (They are Dame)
You are my mini me (And Tobechukwu children, welcome)
Heheheh, nah, for real (Welcome to the family, sons)