This is a song about "Sprained ankle"

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

People leaned to shoulder devils, sippin' lean, smokin' weed,

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth

Crying on my daddy's shoulder

And i just want to hold her

I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

Start praying before u ignite the plane

Your man wale in his own damn lane

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Sitting on my shoulder, my heart is getting colder