This is a song about "Father judge"

Tell the judge who really did it

Living out of a homeless shit

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Scum a disgrace to the father,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

But black kids come home to no father,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Luke im not ur father

Ever since my daddy left

Dont judge me till your perfect

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Just killed the beat so get a judge,

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

You don't know about hamlet? well i'm not here to judge,

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

You know my name not my talent so don't judge