This is a song about "Papa doc"

Nope notta, i quickly gotta, say, i love you mama, you too papa

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

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

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Papa said "be you" don't wear an over sized shoe

Hey doc, i've been seein things lately

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

With rock, shock rap with doc

Your chick said i'm hot

I drive that all around

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

And tell the doc you'd be dead at four

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere