This is a song about "Dead father"

Luke im not ur father

Well, that's what you are

Kids loosen their father

That damier bag i bought her

Fight yo baby father,

Impressed with my pimp posture

I think it excited her

Guess what i'm your father

My father never talks to me

Mama made her pretty

You know...you know who you are

But black kids come home to no father,

Like sally mae on college debt

Boom! now that she is dead

Your father sits in jail

And i'm raw, fish scale