This is a song about "Father grieving over his dead daughter"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And hold his fuckin face underwater, hold him under til he sees ur daughter,

Slaughtered this man in front of people and his daughter,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

It was my father, with his hands wrapped around her neck.

Succeeding no chance of grieving

I just got one request, stop breathing

His daughter pops up, it's him n her playing in the snow

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

His father wanted nothing to do with him so he was alone,

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

It was my father, with his hands wrapped around her neck.

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

His father lost his mind, and they both lost there mother.