This is a song about "Fathers"

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Fathers mistreat em or never show, the world deceives them

So don't ask me why they strung out

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

The drug that they brain need

To prove i wasn't my fathers seed

My best friend armani lost her arm at the border

And the fathers just fodder, he continues the slaughter

Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at yonkers

Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,

Or is there six different fathers,

Talking about the god you serve

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

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional