This is a song about "Diss to my dad"

I dont try to diss you

I really love my miami crew

But than my dad started to make some choices

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

But my dad didnt make it

I put some cash in ya pocket

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

I shot my dad in the face

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

My dad going to work and never coming home,

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,