This is a song about "Black dads"

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Top dropped down, black on black

This is why her nigga mad

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

Wonder if they take it all back

But i still rap like a black

Sneak up on attack

Who happens to be black

O. trice always rep his block

Black as black like the blacktop/

But my dads a different story

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

And had a good black friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free