This is a song about "Dad died at 25"

Now i'm like mommy, dad look at this song we have

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Story of a young dreamer who was mistook n' then he died...

Because too many cherished great god damn rappers died,

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Double penetration with ya dad

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

Whats a daughter without her dad

This is why her nigga mad