This is a song about "Daddy crew"

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Look it something they can't ever see

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles

"sorry bitch, i have to leave you", "please don't daddy",

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Daddy sitting staring at my mummy,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

If there’s a shining star

My daddy need a new car

Sasha's daddy just rolled up another fatty

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy