This is a song about "Beating up my dad"

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

While it's beating my hand goes into your breast

So i let my guard down to my beating heart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

I shot my dad in the face

Let's face it, i can’t replace

My beating heart telling me your my remedy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Just like that... wale

Then dad payed off my bail

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

I'll be beating this beat up like solomon grundy