This is a song about "I hate my dad"

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Raise my name, but i hate the fame

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

When you're hearing i my lines, i know you hate them

I rather give you my last to see you live again

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

I fucking hate you, listen to my rap while i rape you

But i know i see better days

I shot my dad in the face

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Lil sad tho cus my dad kno i don't smoke