This is a song about "No daddy"

Don't hit mommy, no daddy don't hurt my mother

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Daddy i'm good i'm now happy.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Been running around trying find a job

I was a kid when daddy sold dope