This is a song about "My dead father2"

And i could see you coming home after work late

My brain's dead weight, i'm trying to get my head straight

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Close my eyes and see everybody i know dead

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

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband