This is a song about "Papa doch"

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Your papa your mama should tell you not to miss with me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

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

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Papa said that i did not have a mother or a father to spend time with

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

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

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