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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I used to feel nothing but hate for you but now i can relate to you,

I hated my father, for what he had done.

Me and my microphone could be one

But here's news for you fucker that cannot be done

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I hated my father, for what he had done.

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

So i done do that, and i ask you guess what?

You can thank my dad, for the one who forms rust

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Fuck that now trying get the money

Have you done shit for me?

I hate to pop your bubble but what would reduce you to rubble

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle