This is a song about "Shity life but good dad"

Call the network dipset family ties

And dad came home ready to take a life

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Clear perception, people at school think i live a good life,

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

So sad to say, but it's all good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

And sometimes i write about when life goes good

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Cause after all the lights and screams

Crappy shity feces