This is a song about "Lossing a dad"

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

Give me dome, then let me skate

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

Where the black girls get their weaves back

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

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

I've no dad for a good influence,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell