[Verse 1 : Damso]
She carries our future in her belly
First time that I will have talked about love
In a song to make it short
Yes, maybe I'm afraid I won't be the father I want to be
I tremble every time I see a giant ass
Nice pair of kilojoules
How can I be an example of what I will never be, hey
School curriculum very concerning
Selling haschich and drugs
And fuck it anyways everyone has their destiny, hey
Policeman, maybe you will be one
What could I do against that?

[Chorus : Damso]
I'm so afraid of being a fa-a-ather
Of seeing hell from the ski-i-ies
Of my flaws soaking into he-e-er
Of her not making it to her twe-e-enties
Of her loving me and follo-o-owing me
Out of the sta-a-age
Of her loving me for who I a-a-am
Out of the sta-a-age

[Verse 2 : Damso]
I save a bullet for the one
Who will never come to help you
I'll clean everything, I'll clean the one
Who will step between the both of us
Before I was only high, today, I'm high on money
I saw very less often my father
Than the crosssing of the Sun, the Earth and the Moon
Everything's black like despair
Of knowing that mommy's death is near
I don't know what I'll do if she's gone
Before seeing my first child
Into words traffic, it's taken so many months
To be what I am and to make what you will be in six months
[Chorus : Damso]
I'm so afraid of being a fa-a-ather
Of seeing hell from the ski-i-ies
Of my flaws soaking into he-e-er
Of her not making it to her twe-e-enties
Of her loving me and follo-o-owing me
Out of the sta-a-age
Of her loving me for who I a-a-am
Out of the sta-a-age

[Bridge : Feminine Choir]
Hmm, hmm...

[Outro : Coredana Guerriero]
Father, father today, my son tomorrow
Father, father today, my son tomorrow
Father, father today, my son tomorrow
Father, father today, my son tomorrow