This is a song about "Me and my dad driving fancy cars"

Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Its been driving me crazy lately

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

My dad caught me and told me "dat i didnt gave u the permit"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

That my determination would be driving me mad/

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

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