This is a song about "Diss to my dad"

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

'cuz my dad always saw me try to make my scripts sing.

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

I dont try to diss you

And all the shit you went through

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

But my dad didnt make it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit