This is a song about "Papa"

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

My papa saw that sad anger wire

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

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

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

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

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

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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