This is a song about "Papa"

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

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

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

Papa took a sip of his beer

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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