This is a song about "She don t introduce me to dad"

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Now let me introduce you to the chexican fairy

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Said, let me introduce you to the elements