This is a song about "Good dad"

Just like that... wale

Then dad payed off my bail

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Like football your ass smacked dad

I just wanna be higher than that

Twista finna get up on the track

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Dad comes home skitzing shit

I know what you do with that