This is a song about "Grew up without dad"

It’s funny, but i grew up thinking that's what matters

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

But as i grew up, i noticed it was a lie

Grew up in the basements

I wouldn't be famous

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

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

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards