This is a song about "Papa"

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

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

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

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

I asked papa why you were here

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

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