This is a song about "I miss my dad"

I lost my dad ate age 12 i hated that.

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I miss my cable tv

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

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

I shot my dad in the face

It'll last for all these crazy days

Seas/ i always fought for my dad/ har'ram fighting for the only

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free