This is a song about "I dont want to talk to my dad"

I dont want you to miss this

I'm just trying to focus

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

You dont want that to happen so i suggest you just sit

I dont want to feel all this pain

You just tryin' to run game

And i like the hoes that need passion

Cause i dont want you to be stocking me in

And if i do go you better come through

I dont know what you want me to do,

All up under the covers day

I want to live my way

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

But in my loneliness i talk to me;