This is a song about "Father dying"

He's supposed to be a father

Good love then i can do that for her

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

Guess what i'm your father

Poke out from behind her

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

And dying every second im living

Scum a disgrace to the father,

See, i like the person that you are

A dying dream, you even try in

This boa, what's your motivation

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying