This is a song about "Good dad"

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Now the boy says that he don't need a dad

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Like football your ass smacked dad

And you all will respect that

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

Penncounting pennys over tha years

I've no dad for a good influence,

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back