[Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, yeah For you, Dad, who woulda knew that Your little boy wouldn’t be too bad Off a few tracks in a genre they thought was a new fad Now I’m movin' off overseas to pursue that They wouldn’t have a clue that I was yours I grew up in South Aucks, you were on the shore And my hair's jet black, you’re kind of blond Boys at the park with their dads, they would ask where mine‘s gone It ain’t right or wrong, it’s just reality But don’t you ever think I didn’t grow up happily I can’t remember one time you were mad at me Even when I left the lights on, killed the battery Of your old Merc, thinkin' I was in a spaceship Man, if that was Mum, I woulda got my face hit My brother taught me that life isn't a slave ship My other brother taught me I should never take shit For granted at all, he can’t even hear, man My brother-in-law, he ain’t even here, man Taken too soon so I’m glad you’re around Still a king in my eyes, you don’t have to wear a crown You could build things I could never get my head around Not so good with my hands, I can only tear it down And I hate to see the world tryna wear you down Bro, I swear I'll never let you down
[Chorus] So write your name here and your Address too then when I Send this postcard, keep it Close to you, promise you That I'll make it, swear I Ain't no fool and there ain't a thing I won't do, if I gotta go through Hell, I'll take it, 'cause I'm gon' make it For you, for you and you and you and you
[Verse 2] For you, I'd run laps for miles Just so I could see you crack a smile And nobody can replace you, they lack the style Really am my mother's son but ain't half as wild And I can’t decide who I’d be without you I been designin' my dreams around you Since I was five years old, told you I'd buy you the globe When you would take me to Farmers to buy me clothes Now I finally know that you really did live for me And my three siblings, gave everything And I admire you more than you'd ever think Ashamed of myself now 'cause I never ring Much as I should, caught up with my own bullshit Gotta love the way my mum tellin' no bullshit Straight up lady raised a straight up baby And the only place we goin' now's straight up, baby
[Chorus] So write your name here and your Address too then when I Send this postcard, keep it Close to you, promise you That I'll make it, swear I Ain't no fool and there ain't a thing I won't do, if I gotta go through Hell, I'll take it, 'cause I'm gon' make it For you, for you and you and you and you For you and you and you and you