This is a song about "Left by father"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

It's been 3 yrs since you left me father

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

Painted in light by the artist who left the chalk mess

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

Your father sits in jail

And i'm raw, fish scale

But look at my mother and father

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Huh, i can't interpret her

I think you fuck yo father,

But black kids come home to no father,

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander

There'll be no one left, by the time im dead,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck