This is a song about "Dad are the bets"

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Good girls going bad, i'm the dude she fuck but she don't introduce me to dad

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

So here i am at the store for some chips

For being the absent dad in attendance

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Dad was old he cant keep up with the pace

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Man look we are at our house,dad still here and mom on the couch