This is a song about "Dad dying"

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

Double penetration with ya dad

Gangstas dying from day to day

Until i started to lose my way

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Come and test, if i'm the best, and everybody's dying

And you just fuckin stand there cause she's afraid of dying

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying