This is a song about "Papa chae chae"

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

My papa saw that sad anger wire

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Fuck with a man as anxious as me and i'll be em, you be papa doc/

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Papa set the beer down on the table and started to tear

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

End it here before i'm famous and my papa shows up

I told papa it as no use, i went over and layed beside your body

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party