This is a song about "A single dad"

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

But we should be body to body

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

We original officially the most original

Eternally infernal heated up like a single kernel

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

It wasn’t like i had a very lazy, deadbeat dad