This is a song about "Dad being locked up"

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

Her screaming, "you will be locked up with tape over your mouth"

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

(what up dad?) do you remember the birthdays you missed out?

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

And it's well known that rell home

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone