This is a song about "Grnadma papa"

I asked papa why you were here

I just wanna keep it real

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Papa said "be you" don't wear an over sized shoe

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

When it comes to spitting that fire

My papa saw that sad anger wire

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

I told papa it as no use, i went over and layed beside your body

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Fuck with a man as anxious as me and i'll be em, you be papa doc/