This is a song about "Smelly dad"

They all see my life from a childish position

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Dad working so hard, mind overblown

I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Double penetration with ya dad

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Call me godfather, i'm practically raps dad

I shot my dad in the face

But i know i see better days