This is a song about "Dead beat dads"

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

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

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

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Rap with a dead beat, no wonder they call me psycho/

Dead , shot etc

Your gonna be on top nigga

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

That rap is mostly dead/

I respect that you don't know yet