This is a song about "My dad in jail"

As your family dies, and my family rise

Fu* my real dad he was never in my life

Let out all the swag like my dad, got right in the zone, obtained no receipts

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Stuck in an endless jail, with heart and mind in sight,

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

My rap fucked you harder than when your dad fucks you in the ass.

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/