This is a song about "God father"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Your father left you for another

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Cause i was the one who lost my father

Fight yo baby father,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

But look at my mother and father

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Kids loosen their father