This is a song about "My baby father"

I just pray for my father in jail.

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Race is international my father isn't actual

Every wednesday when my father got home tho

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Cause baby you're my rock

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I made her my baby mama

I try to tell them i'm one of the

But look at my mother and father

Huh, i can't interpret her

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

I could once again call her my baby/