This is a song about "My dad i like"

It wasn’t like i had a very lazy, deadbeat dad

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

And my dad do quick pumps, i was sure she was dead.

I wanna invite carl cuz hes my dad, he always has me feelin the opposite of sad,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

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

And they label me king... you can come and take it back