This is a song about "I miss my dad"

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.

Your friends say, why we not together yet

I miss my cable tv

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

I wish my dad never did what he did

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

I miss you saying i love you swiftly followed by my name,

Thinking of bliss and the good days

I shot my dad in the face