This is a song about "Father passing away"

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

He's supposed to be a father

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Hating my macking, they asking

About how your life is passing.

Fight yo baby father,

She should have invited her

Kids loosen their father

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I was born to do the damn thing

Your girl just flashed me, she was just passing

But that's what he liked her

Guess what i'm your father

My sadness was passing

Money ain't a thing