This is a song about "Grew up with no dad"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

It's to all those kids who grew up with nothing, dry your tears,

I grew up in nola city,

I delete they history

I grew up with no dad, and that's the root of this behavior,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

No longer gonna try to tell dad shit, i'm done with it

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Who grew up in an age, that grew up on another

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

We ahead of the curve

Grew up in the suburbs

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

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack