This is a song about "Dad on drug ice"

I'm walking on the ice, man need a traction, think twice

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

I know they pay me too much of attention

My dad ain't have no hair on his chin

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Or whatever religion you believe in, bitch you walking on thin ice and i'ma leave

I'm like a drug addict that is on cocaine,i'm insane in the brain,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

They hop on my dick like they got no dad

Then going on a drug binge

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,