This is a song about "Niamhs dad"

Do not attempt to interfere

Dad abuses the beer

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Like football your ass smacked dad

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

Yo, i'll bet she be back

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad

Dad comes home skitzing shit

After that moscato hit

It wasn’t like i had a very lazy, deadbeat dad

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Wonder if they take it all back

Now the boy says that he don't need a dad