This is a song about "I hate father"

Its the things that i hate

Low income no bills getting paid

I rathered you than my father or mother

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

Taking my time, let me levitate

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

I just pray for my father in jail.

You victims i will kill, i am rap's damn father,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

And americanized/ tried to make me hate my father and live

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Pimp of the year i could smack your father