This is a song about "Hatred towards dad"

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And violence towards others

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Directed towards the agent

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

Bet i'm heavy with that

Tawiah - all i need chorus

I'm walking towards your corpses

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Run towards your dreams not towards your fear

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit