This is a song about "Satanic dads"

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

No it's not satanic, it's magic

Like hoes down in magic city

My dads a liability

Another love song about shit

Satanic? bitch please, more like volcanic/

// his voice: it's time, someone must die. satanic voice:you pick! whose life?

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Dads gone so techinaclly im a basterd,my own man though im now the master,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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