[Verse 1: Asher Roth]   He leans back from his desk   Rubs the back of his neck, the stress takes effect   Grips the bridge of his noise   Squints while he's showing emotion he normally won't   At 56, he re-evaluates   Possibly regretting some decisions that he's made   Black is turning grey, patches of his age   Reflecting from the glasses of passive of every page   Passionately Dave reads, reading on occasion   Dreaming of the day when he can do the same thing   He's always wanted to write, that's all he's wanted in life   With two daughters, a son and a remarkable wife   He's in a bind, he has to provide   A family is relying on a millie to survive   His father died at 56   So he's well aware how vital a father figure is   How big of a responsibility it is   To be a good husband and care for your kids   Never miss an event, helping them with their homework   Discipline to prevent things when they're older   His only son is only 21   And focus as a poet has only just begun   Papa isn't dumb, he understands what this means   His dream is my dream, my dream is his dream      [Chorus: Miguel]   I close my eyes and I can see (His dream)   The sacrifices he made for me (His dream)   Put it aside for his family (His dream)   Yeah, so I'ma keep it alive, Yeah      [Verse 2: Asher Roth]   And so he targeted to be the dream guardian   Guarding it from anything and anyone whose harming it   But in his heart, he knows the hardest thing about it is   Giving up on his dream to be all about his kids   As he kisses the lips of the misses   For 24 years going on the 25th   He thinks to himself, this alone is a wealth   It's greater than what's bought and then sold on the shelf   Sometimes a dream is all that we have   We have to continue to dream   Cause once it is lost amongst other thoughts   Then what really are we, what are we?      [Chorus]      [Verse 3: Asher Roth]   So he sits back at his desk   Cracking his knuckles and back of his neck   Faxing a paper displaying his name   On another application explaining the main   Things they should know but the things that they don't   Are the things that distinguish him as an adult   And over the phone, he can never expose   The role that he chose, the role in his home   And at home, he's a leader, a father   He'll prove it by using his son and his daughters   In their life, he'll be playing the part of   The one who inspires, the one we admire   His only son is only 21   And focus as a poet has only just begun   Papa isn't dumb, he understands what this means   His dream is my dream, my dream is his dream      [Chorus]