This is a song about "Drags dad"

And it drags you down to the ground till you feel submerged

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

My mind wonders, and my body drags in tow,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Mum and dad dintnt like it

I hate you queers and some drags

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Whats a daughter without her dad

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

We just want you back at home

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Just like that... wale

Then dad payed off my bail