This is a song about "Father passing away"

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Your addiction and your father, yeah i'll take it all away

Passing out snacks while passing zags cause smoking out of cans is whack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I'm dreaming to be great

Quit passing all of this hate,

I was born to do the damn thing

But wait til a couple years start passing

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

I think you fuck yo father,

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

About how your life is passing.

He's supposed to be a father

Baby, you know who you are