This is a song about "Living with my dad"

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

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

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

I just write that right by a mic stand

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/

Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

That it's been awhile

For living my life style

Fucking each others moms

You can guess where my dad was