This is a song about "Song about dad who left u and kid whith pro actny"

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Ur reign ends and mines pro-claimed,

And if u didnt know u left for him

I know that love it could begin

Now i'm like mommy, dad look at this song we have

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believei pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

I said rap about illuminati - not talk shit with the lyricism of a kid and act cocky

He spent the whole battle talking about his girl and how they met and how she left

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

I got over the fact that my dad left,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I'm standing up for me, word savvy, and every kid who you caused pain/