This is a song about "Fuck my dad"

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Good girls going bad, i'm the dude she fuck but she don't introduce me to dad

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Yeah hail mary full of grace

I shot my dad in the face

But my dad didnt make it

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

I lost my dad ate age 12 i hated that.

And that maybach, let me take em way back

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back