This is a song about "Horrible fathers"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Fathers mistreat em or never show, the world deceives them

Horrible conditions, will get to me fast,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Screams from the (ku)laks got a horrible ring to it

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Deplorable horrible,

I'm modest, and humble

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake