This is a song about "My asshole dad"

You're that secret place

I shot my dad in the face

De la soul is from the soul

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

My dad been with half of california's women

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

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

But my dad didnt make it

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

For making an asshole

Timmy got his bike stole

And i'm still hurtin over pops

You can guess where my dad was