This is a song about "My dad i like"

How bout we blow this bit

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

I wish my dad never did what he did

Like football your ass smacked dad

Bring that shit the fuck back

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I was like six without a clue or a doubt, come on now tell me (what up dad?)

Been running around trying find a job

Lil sad tho cus my dad kno i don't smoke

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do