This is a song about "Scummy dad"

Dad comes home skitzing shit

Well, i can handle that

About his god-damn dad, mom, she's here,

I figured out that it don't matter for real

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Like football your ass smacked dad

I know what you do with that

Just like that... wale

Then dad payed off my bail

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

Twista finna get up on the track

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Dad working so hard, mind overblown