This is a song about "Hating my dad"

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

You can guess where my dad was

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

My dad been with half of california's women

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry