This is a song about "Father wasnt there"

You thought i wasnt gonna ask for it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Dc, man over money

Your honor believe it wasnt me

But black kids come home to no father,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

Just kidding it wasnt poo

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

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

But rather than singing non praise the dude

My name's icy kash, in case i wasnt introduced.

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

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

And that i spent the night with her

But look at my mother and father