This is a song about "Big daddy van lier"

I thought van-city was home

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

With a daughter looking up to me always screaming "go daddy!"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van

I just want somebody i can see

So for now on you call me "big dad-dy"

So now i got yo girl calling me daddy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Yeah, ready for whatever

Took the van, went snatch her

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

The fugees, lauryn hill rocked the mic and big daddy kane,

Money will made ya a snitch,lier and motherfuckin' snake

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid