This is a song about "My dauter"

They say nothings ever free

These my rhymes and my story

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

See, i like the person that you are

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Roll up niggas be like sex

I pop one, you pop one

Grab my knife and my gun

This is my original, my validation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Im happier when high and drunk

My streaks my testament.