This is a song about "My dad can t rap"

You can guess where my dad was

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

The truth is that i can do anything to fulfill my rap lust

They try to say they can rap but dont touch my attack

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Thats what my dad was doing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Then dad payed off my bail

And i'm raw, fish scale