This is a song about "Living with my dad"

Mommy something is wrong with dad i think

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Y’all only in it for the cars

You can guess where my dad was

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

For living my life style

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Thats what my dad was doing

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

Living with a mininum got me troubled

Well that was me then, now i'm an adult

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes

What we gotta do to survive