This is a song about "My duaghter"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Started off on thin ice

See my pain through my eyes,

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Making a movie, spike work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My streaks my testament.

Trying hard to speak and

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

Grab my knife and my gun

But girl you got me open