This is a song about "Losing a dad"

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Now the boy says that he don't need a dad

Losing my first battle on here isn't a real biggie/

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Im the shit you feel after losing a competition.

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

They say he's a dead dad and it's,

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I've no dad for a good influence,

And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat