This is a song about "Dead dads"

They say nothings ever free

But my dads a different story

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

And even though most dads think they bossen, y'all are really runnin the

If not we're practically dead

Holla out my set

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

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

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

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

She don’t give her nigga head

Like night of the living dead

Just a little nigga

Dead , shot etc