This is a song about "Family relationshipsand mom having cancer and mom and dad getting a divorce"

But his mom came and told him "i made ya.

Used to call me the african don dada

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You having the family you're gonnawannalove them and not let them down..

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Let me mom know i got in a fight and guns were dispersed

Man look we are at our house,dad still here and mom on the couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch