This is a song about "Rip papa"

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

My papa saw that sad anger wire

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

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

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

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

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

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

Cause i fuck all her brains out

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics