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

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/

You don;t thin anymore

That's what rains for

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

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

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Your raps don"t even rhyme!