This is a song about "Dads cookies"

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

But my dads a different story

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

My dads a liability

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

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

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

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

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

And i know - there'll never be peace

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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