This is a song about "I love my daddy"

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

I hate my design but roll with the love

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

, ya i dissed u go cry your daddy

Daddy left before i was even born.

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Sumnights i jus wanna die..mommy didnt hugged me daddy didnt love me

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

I love my dick like i love my bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles