This is a song about "Good step dads"

When im happy people call me laughy, i try to have fun in my dads ol' caddy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Step out into a million fans,

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Step to secondary divorce,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

And please never disrespect my set

Vs me taking a step

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

But my dads a different story

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

And even though most dads think they bossen, y'all are really runnin the

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,