This is a song about "Father days"

Going for days and days unshaven

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Took the van, went snatch her

Fight yo baby father,

That i will leave earth with her

But black kids come home to no father,

Because they weak, like seven days.

Give players plenty space

Your father sits in jail

My mom broke but she posted the bail

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

But black kids come home to no father,

Do you know yo father,

You know...you know who you are

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Just remember that there's brighter days