This is a song about "Dad wasn t there"

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I’m effervescent, just ask them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

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

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

Sneak up on attack

Well its between you and dad