This is a song about "Hating dads"

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

I like my girls smart, skinny

My dads a liability

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

I think i know why are haters are hating

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

And my only fear's a wedding ring

This goes out to anybody still hating

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows