This is a song about "Dad are the bets"

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

Gonna prove to the whole world including my dad

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

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

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Won't run out anytime soon

I shot my dad in the face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

If your to place bets, i'd be the best, that's my two cents,

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends