This is a song about "Dad x"

Just like that... wale

Then dad payed off my bail

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Dad comes home skitzing shit

Cause we done did that

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.