This is a song about "Papa gone"

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

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

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

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Then being abducted and gone.

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Some fun before i'm gone/

December 4th a star was born

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

And things seem to conflict

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

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

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

Man my nigga really gone

My sim card's the bomb