This is a song about "Bad father"

And there's little to be glad for

But black kids come home to no father,

Say bye bye to her

Guess what i'm your father

You somewhere, getting your life in order

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

My father never talks to me

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Scum a disgrace to the father,

It's truly liver, who knew we'd prosper

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Maybe, my father would think different!

Your father sits in jail

When they posten bail

I'm a dogyeah, yeah i rap harder

But black kids come home to no father,