This is a song about "I don t have a dad"

Have your dad and fuckin gramps, catch a mutherfuckin cramp

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Since i was killed by the don,

It wasn’t like i had a very lazy, deadbeat dad

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent