This is a song about "Father absie"

But black kids come home to no father,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

To focus solely on handling my responsibilities as a father

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Their father loosen their life

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Pimp of the year i could smack your father

If its not couture, i will not go to her

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Your father left you for another

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Just like that... wale

Your father sits in jail

It's been 3 yrs since you left me father

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander