This is a song about "Dad are the bets"

Dad abuses the beer

I ain't hear you clear

I got over the fact that my dad left,

Half your body laying on my chest

Did it all start with "place your bets"?

And everybody's having sex

By the way i walk, and talk, are you in shock mom and dad?

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I never fit in with them light skins

For being the absent dad in attendance

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets