This is a song about "My dad not always being here for me"

So let me be clear, if not for christ i wouldnt be here, still on percs and vikes

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

My best friends they recommended me for rap and now im here is this destiny?

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Is this my destiny? it's not what's best for me

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

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

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

My pops never gave me props for what im not