This is a song about "It s not a phase dad you don t know me black and yellow"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

It's nice to know ya, aim and spark it at the white and the black,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,