This is a song about "Drunk fathers"

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

And the fathers just fodder, he continues the slaughter

Check these slow pokes trippin' like they're piss drunk,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Together all the timethought it was true love

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,

Leave you like college girl - drunk and droolin'

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And their mothers and fathers

Uzi pop, you news and choppers