This is a song about "I love my father"

But i wasn't ready to look in the mirror, but wasn't ready for my father to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I knew for sure that my father was going to hell.

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

My father never talks to me

Trying to catch me riding dirty

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I love it when my opponents spit emotionally

That’s what i call a fairy tale

I just pray for my father in jail.

I think you fuck yo father,

Say bye bye to her

Cause i was the one who lost my father

The only time i flirt with her

I hated my father, for what he had done.

Well baby bot there ain't no question