This is a song about "Being better than my father"

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Terrorist, bomb on my chest, jealous cuz i'm better than the rest,

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I rathered you than my father or mother

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

So are you busy being angry that my flow is just better?

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

My rap's are better than lil bow wow like the black cutty sow

Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

My resonance is elegant 'n' i'm better than any rapper you're giving me

Better use protection, bless me please father, i'll be toast

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold