This is a song about "My dad going to jail for 7 yeas"

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/

I shot my dad in the face

And pray for better days

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

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

I just pray for my father in jail.

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Didn't want dad to go though, no point in him going anyway

My mom broke but she posted the bail

When hes coming home from jail

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up