This is a song about "Dad you wasn t there"

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

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

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Up in my new two door

You don;t thin anymore

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Bitch got all them booty shots

You can guess where my dad was

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty