This is a song about "Dad"

Well its between you and dad

Well, i can handle that

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

When that money calls i holla back

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad

They hop on my dick like they got no dad

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat