This is a song about "Left by father"

Do you know yo father,

Huh, i can't interpret her

Kids loosen their father

What is hittin' for

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

But black kids come home to no father,

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Maybe, my father would think different!

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My father never talks to me

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Get burnt by these fire flame bars and then left in the ashy mess

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

These shoes right here ain't come from foot locker

But look at my mother and father