This is a song about "Daddy girl gone"

Since i was left with no hope

I was a kid when daddy sold dope

, ya i dissed u go cry your daddy

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

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

If i lost you be patient