This is a song about "Father figure was to short"

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

But not the rest, remember that rap was too short,

And there's little to be glad for

Scum a disgrace to the father,

I'm a dogyeah, yeah i rap harder

He's supposed to be a father

It was short and simple,

Baby girl my stroke official

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

The father of me/ i had to speak if i wanted to be free/ i was ten

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

From homeless to riches, not money but #figure

And niggas flashing crazy

His high is still really short to me