This is a song about "Raised without a father"

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

These wack bars imprison me like i'm raised in a cell,

At home waiting without a father in they life

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

I'll rape a beat like a fucked up step father

Of impactful things one can ask for

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Cause at the end neither have a fucking father,

He's supposed to be a father

Just to let you know, you are

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Born and raised in a swirled twirled hip hop world

I've raised a flame filled guillotine, just please...remember me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Living a better life than my father did

But all ten of them gonna call a nigga period