This is a song about "Step dads"

Imma' take a step back

Make the fingers snap

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Dads gone so techinaclly im a basterd,my own man though im now the master,

And even though most dads think they bossen, y'all are really runnin the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

My lyrics step on cows, moo

Step back while i'll blast you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Baby all i do is rap

When im happy people call me laughy, i try to have fun in my dads ol' caddy,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee