Divorce Papers (Freestyle) lyrics - Nick Cannon

Uhh, guess I got to talk about it

Yea, alright

Divorce papers, my lawyer said "don't say shit"

Goldman gon' be mad, Nina gon' be heated

They havin' private meetings saying "Nick is going crazy"

He out here wearing turbans, next he tryna battle Jay Z

Haters in my comments sayin' "Eminem the greatest"

Shit, I agree - where he at, doe?

I'm a fan yo, but first and foremost

I'm a man though, that 2010 bullshit

Nigga been let that go, Stan flow

"Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't call

Tea's goin' cold, the writing's on the wall"

But dog, there's certain shit I can't stand for

So all the Stans gotta understand though, damn

Em, right now I could really relate to him

Drug habits, all the pain that he was in

Seein' foul shit when you don't know

Where your baby mama been

Ironically, I felt the same way about a chick named Kim

Since we got a lot in common

Maybe he could recommend some rehab for me

'Member when the fan's was glad for me

Now they wanna bag, talk shit, and dab on me

They don't realize my pop just died, damn, homie

This my real life, I almost died twice myself

But fuck my health, y'all felt I kept this shit held up

Over some motherfucking alimony?

Now who phony?

When y'all need help, y'all call me

When I need help, y'all call TMZ

Y'all believe everything that y'all see

Maaan, even the niggas who can't read

Hate is a disease

And now I'm in the streets tryna make this track the vaccine

My Dad said next time that I need to find a black queen

He don't understand that she was already that

I feel trapped, queen - where Fetty at?

Cause right now, I could really use some rémy

And I don't even drink, but this truth serum's in me

When Drake was Jimmy, mill-i-ons I had twenty

Older women I had plenty, but from the outside

Y'all thought I was just silly

I first tried to holla when Usher was with Chilli

We could've made a killin'!

If Kanye feel like Pablo, I feel like Ike

Turn up? I just might

When the world hate you because of what she sing about

I should've listened to y'all tips - bring 'em out

What happened to the rings? Did she fling 'em out?

Do she trip when she see me with a new 'ting around?

We single now, but we really need to think about

Is how a child deals, how a child feels

Because we got two and they brilliant for real

Resilient for real

My daughter said "Daddy why yo' eyes in tears?"

"Because the last time I dropped you and your brother off

I didn't get a call next day and it felt like years

And I'ma be honest sometimes I hate to hear

Y'all on the other line havin' fun without me"

I wonder if my son will ever doubt me

Cause what the press write about me

I done lost faith in everybody

What's love? I don't care about it

I just want my kids to be safe, there you got it

Now y'all happy? Hope she happy. Know she happy

Paparazzi snappin', fuck 'em all cause they see my sadness

And just walk it off, I guess I'm the dog

That caused it all, it's what the rags wrote

Y'all never know, cause I'll never talk

If I speak, only spiritual gifts about my dream girl

Was blessed to make miracles with

And I'ma lay it on thick, like that miracle chick

Watt's up, shots out to the southeast Nick

Whether poetry or Wild 'N Out my mouthpiece sick

And I'm about to spit it out, like Steph in the clutch

Been a warrior with mine

You niggas just wasn't steppin' it up

You boys was too cavalier, Kevin Lovin' it up

And now I can't see my kids cause the government suck

Republicans cheer when the black families split up

Before? "No child support,"black daddy good luck!"

Roc' shaking me awake, like "Daddy get up!

Are you woke? Are you woke?

Are you broke? Are you broke?

I don't know, either way, Daddy we gotta go!"

It's been over two years and I'm the one that's been waitin'

It's fucked up that the time that you spend with your own kids

Is called "visitation"

Man, fuck it let's sign these papers

[throws headphones]