This is a song about "My daughters"

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

White ponies slaughtered by their daughters, get hotter in minestrone.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Top 10 in my category

These my rhymes and my story

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Ain't got started but your daughters wish it

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Sons and daughters, thanks for bein

And lead tha whole team

I'm caged up in state prison

Grab my knife and my gun