This is a song about "Not raising my daughters"

Raising mutants on a farm.

This rapping is just a charm

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

My daughters will have brothers acting overprotective,

I got something you've been waiting for

So i raising the middle finger

Ain't got started but your daughters wish it

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

After that, i'll come home to a smile on my little daughters face/

Ain't got started but your daughters wish it

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Guns blazing, hells raising