This is a song about "I wish my dad was dead"

Thats what my dad was doing

And this will be the song that we sing

I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

I wish that i was sleeping in my bed cozy just dreaming

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

When i was delivered by the doc he stated i was dead

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

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

Fuck i still wish i was dead,

Kick back and know yo son set

This nigga was about to say something about my momma i wish this nigga would

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good