This is a song about "My father molded me"

Cause i was the one who lost my father

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And americanized/ tried to make me hate my father and live

Could i be the same one who came from a far away life

Race is international my father isn't actual

To make karma come faster than she normally will

My father is gone wah wha dont fear sorry for me

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

My mom broke but she posted the bail

I just pray for my father in jail.

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

But look at my mother and father

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

The death of my father , is the reason for my hate.

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight