This is a song about "Fuckin while your dad watches"

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

While none of em are givin a fuck what comes out your fuckin lips

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Fuckin with my emotions while we fuck in this motion

I guess it was that bad, i hope your sad go ahead and tell your dad,

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

A stain on the mattress, so your dad is your mums brother

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Please excuse me while i pick up this fuckin pen again

She always comin back

Like football your ass smacked dad