This is a song about "Papa franku"

Slow down ya clock watch and spit like papa doc, hottest crew,

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

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

Now, shorty this is what i'mma need from you

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

I'm gettin discouraged with her

My papa saw that sad anger wire

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips