This is a song about "Loosing my dad"

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

You can guess where my dad was

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

'cuz my dad always saw me try to make my scripts sing.

Luxury life, results living bad

They hop on my dick like they got no dad

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

But my dad didnt make it