This is a song about "Dad why not call"

It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique

And yes i'm genuine that's why you call me antique!

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Dad criticizes me every fucking day, why?

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

But i ain't gonna call girl why don't you get my tone

Why not just regular masturbation

You're uncool like my mother kin

I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,

And i'm tryin to use the phone, but they makin noiseman i wish i had my glock, cause it's major

What them tippers don't see

Im a king why not praise me