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

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

For the life i had to live/ have a dad , but he was black/

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Crappy shity feces

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I've no dad for a good influence,

But then dad told me i failed

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

So sad to say, but it's all good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Changing my whole life style from bad to good

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood