This is a song about "Dad walking out"

Walking around hiding behind masks

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Walking with an empty purse

And what about the rappers

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad