This is a song about "Me against my father"

My father never talks to me

Third ward general, young cash money

That trample you whenever you're against me.

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

I just pray for my father in jail.

My knees on the ground, dear father

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Even my father left me, it felt like i died and i cried all night

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

My father inspired me, he influenced me, he was the one who deserved my respect.

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

You see now that nigga lonely

Fucking everybody raping against me

So come against me bitch and see what all my bars are about,

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out