This is a song about "Living without a father"

Like a cat without claws,

Huh, a metaphor of course

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

I'll rape a beat like a fucked up step father

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I got a father who believes in me

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Imagine living in a dream

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Cause at the end neither have a fucking father,

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

Another life without a reason, another day without a meaning

And there's little to be glad for

Like a baby without a diaper

Your a horse without a saddle

Be the ocean, where i unravel