This is a song about "Dad i wish u was there for me"

Well hello nigga....i was waiting for u...

I really love my miami crew

For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Nobody remembered me but i was always there,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

He was never there for me

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

If there was no knives for killing, i could relate

And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Or something that you paid for

It makes me wish i was 10 years older/