This is a song about "Dad i hate you for what you done"

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

That is what you will get for all of the hate

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

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

And i got that bait, they all bad

Well its between you and dad

(what up dad?) do you remember buying food for yourself?

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

I hated my father, for what he had done.

I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundry mat, i got your back

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

I ain't happy with the score

Say a word and you done for

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Hate is what you release, and thats what i feed