This is a song about "I miss my dad"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Gotta get paid in case i miss my blessing

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

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

I wish my dad never did what he did

Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

The system ruined my life/ by telling countless lies/ how did i miss this , my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I shot my dad in the face

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace