This is a song about "Letter to dead beat dad far daughter"

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

To beat or not to beat/

Last of a dying breed

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

I got dat cheddar nice to the letter write whats better

And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I just murdered off this beat, man i guess it's dead,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Toss your daughter in the water like a lamb to the slaughter,

Whats a daughter without her dad

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black