This is a song about "Klay thompson"

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Dad abuses the beer

And never should you tear

Kd trey 5 ballin with the nigga russell westbrook

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Or like the godfather, you'll be goin' out the james caan way

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,