This is a song about "Father figure"

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

See the streets to me is more like a mathematical figure,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

From homeless to riches, not money but #figure

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

We figure can change the figure

Poke out from behind her

Devastating a grave digger your just a slave kicker a fake figure,

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

And i just want to hold her

Do you know yo father,

You, you, you have to pay for that

Can't figure out to speak moderate

10th grade, eyes red as shit

You'd never figure it,