This is a song about "My dad"

If you didn't know i feel this way

"heyy....wtf dad!! first gimme my pay"

I be on some other shit

But my dad didnt make it

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

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

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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

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

And sure enough my dad came one morning

I was born to do the damn thing