This is a song about "Dads 50"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

I'm about to snap

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Dads gone so techinaclly im a basterd,my own man though im now the master,

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Especially when i gotta fridge full of vodka cause my dads a drunk at least he

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

But my dads a different story

I just want somebody i can see

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My dads a liability

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me