This is a song about "My u dad"

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

See money talk and these days

I shot my dad in the face

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

One day my dad told me if i didn't get a b

They hop on my dick like they got no dad

Luxury life, results living bad

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad