This is a song about "Satanic dads"

My dads a liability

Let me rideuntil i get free

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Especially when i gotta fridge full of vodka cause my dads a drunk at least he

Everyone want to hate nowadays like they're satanic,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

A product of this static nation, satanic faces

Together all the timethought it was true love

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

But i slaughter beats like a satanic priest

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids