This is a song about "Loosing a father"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I'm a crusader with a mission i didn't think he was a father,

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

But instead i got a father that runs me into the ground

I killed a family, a mother and father with two kids,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Loosing myself in the moonlight

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

Your style common as a little league sponsor from a 'tarded kid's father

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor