This is a song about "Her dad"

But my dad didnt make it

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

As she approached the door, her dad was right in front of her,

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

Put my number in your phone

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Like football your ass smacked dad

Sneak up on attack

Like wheres erick at (dad?)