This is a song about "Dad split without a goodbye"

Got a kit kat, better split that

I don't want it on my back

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Spun out and then split like a dryer,

Baby, you know who you are

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

There's nothing else to accept but a nice long goodbye

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

They'll ask for a ride, and i'll just wave goodbye

Leave their station and form a nation, i say to you goodbye

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

I was like six without a clue or a doubt, come on now tell me (what up dad?)

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back