This is a song about "Fathers leaving"

Oldest nation on this earth

And their mothers and fathers

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

Leaving 50 ton ships fucken capsized

I seem to love these whips - a white

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Or is there six different fathers,

Talking of the gods you serve

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

About the way i'm feeling

Wide eyed when im leaving