This is a song about "Dissing your dad"

This dissing and criticism isn't

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

You need to make sure you become something not nothing like your dad,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Double penetration with ya dad

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

We are see it right , dissing a

Never dissing me is the explanation of "safest"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped