This is a song about "Dear father"

Good love then i can do that for her

But black kids come home to no father,

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

I don't know, obviously i disappear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Doctor: dear god, please tell me this is part of a skit

He's supposed to be a father

Or something that you paid for

You know...you know who you are

But black kids come home to no father,

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Dear future in my mind all i see is you

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Sorry dear/deer never gave a fuck so you better run