This is a song about "I m going to kill my dad"

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I shot my dad in the face

Lookin' for these better days

Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

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

My dad going to work and never coming home,

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

But i aint going to kill myself, i aint going to kill my health,