This is a song about "A father that was never there"

Cos his father was away and he didn't give a shit

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

High heel wearer, hell of a body

He was never there for me

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

There was never a fork on each other's course but it always felt there was on his head

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

A year ago he was irrelevant, but there was no telling that he was the rock but now sediment

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Home was never sweet when i was there

It's obvious i'm crazy

My father never talks to me