This is a song about "Dead father"

But look at my mother and father

Baby, you know who you are

Your father sits in jail

Just like that... wale

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Dead , shot etc

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Guess what i'm your father

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

All you niggas dead , dead fake

I'm dreaming to be great

That's boa, see that's my set

Boom! now that she is dead

Their father loosen their life

Picture me lettin this chump survive