This is a song about "Father absie"

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Maybe, my father would think different!

You victims i will kill, i am rap's damn father,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Poke out from behind her

Fight yo baby father,

And that i spent the night with her

Pimp of the year i could smack your father

Took the van, went snatch her

He's supposed to be a father

Your father left you for another

The choice can be no other

But look at my mother and father

Or something that you paid for

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My knees on the ground, dear father