This is a song about "Fathers"

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

5 fathers of rap n.w.a should teach you how to rap.nasty little spittle.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

You other rappers dumbfounded, i was founded by founding fathers.

And their mothers and fathers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

To prove i wasn't my fathers seed