This is a song about "Dad romaine"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Whats a daughter without her dad

Now the boy says that he don't need a dad

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

It wasn’t like i had a very lazy, deadbeat dad

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage