This is a song about "Daddy mama san quentin"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

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

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Texting my mama current self

Self-hatred...i hate you...and myself

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Daddy sitting staring at my mummy,

Lucky seven probably poppa

Are almost as old as yo mama

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.