This is a song about "Grew up without a father"

And there's little to be glad for

Scum a disgrace to the father,

When i grew up i was like "whatever"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

As he grew up he got more confused

"contemplate", i wrote about her

He's supposed to be a father

I grew up in nola city,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I was like six without a clue or a doubt, come on now tell me (what up dad?)

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

A boy without a father now you know that's a crime

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

This little kid grew up to be a weirdo on his own