This is a song about "Dads cookies"

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

These cookies can crumble, if they causing some trouble

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Puts up with mum and dads crap