This is a song about "Father wasnt there"

I wished on a star that shit wasnt hard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

And just so you know,9/11 wasnt a coincidence

I never fit in with them light skins

Kids loosen their father

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Fight yo baby father,

Or something that you paid for

My iphone wasnt even charged at all,

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

But that wasnt my business so it certainly aint yours.

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

A few people he gives props to why his life wasnt cropped

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop