This is a song about "Dad wasn t there"

I'm about to snap

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

To get them niggas while they laid back

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Cause you looking like maxes dad

And that's jay line i had to quote that

The shit that i spit is more

You don;t thin anymore

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

You, you, you have to pay for that

Whats a daughter without her dad