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

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

You can guess where my dad was

Organized crime, i kill your boss

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

The things you crave are no longer escapes

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

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

I'm not moving like a cartoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

And i'm raw, fish scale

Then dad payed off my bail