This is a song about "No mother and daddy"

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

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

The fugees, lauryn hill rocked the mic and big daddy kane,

Heartless mother....., no conscience involved.

Okay man you do the drop

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Up beside your mommy and daddy

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

'cuz daddy isn't there, he left at two years old, and she's in pain,

Daddy gotta go after that and get his

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches