This is a song about "My dad is studied"

Admit it you fanny fucks,youve studied my content

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Thats what my dad was doing

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

But my dad didnt make it

Fu* my real dad he was never in my life

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Then dad payed off my bail

Naija guy like wale

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Then to try to chase these men

Studied up and i passed ‘em

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And sure enough my dad came one morning