This is a song about "No dad"

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

No evidence of what dad did to her, she cleaned up the blood stain

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

The real muscle in the message of that

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

Nobody thinks about the dad no more 

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Then dad payed off my bail

Naija guy like wale

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Thought you would never let me down, dad?