This is a song about "Daughter getting her driver s license and feeling free"

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I’ve got my daughter raised here, rocking her back to sleep,

Living young and wild and free

Oops, i'm so sorry

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Blah! they're dead and joined the same death bed as their daughter,

Rip your mother, sister, father and daughter

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Leave ya a single father taking yo bitch get rich then fuck her and yo daughter

Getting the clothes for free that i'm wearing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Getting flooded by anxiety, feeling conquered,

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

Women who killed who her daughter and said "wasn't me"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see