This is a song about "My dad not being ther and basketball was myguide"

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/

Being a dad, you weren't that great,

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

My dad going to work and never coming home,

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

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

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

But tupac got shot and cost my dad more than a dime

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

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread