This is a song about "Stunnin like my daddy"

Bully season, i'm like bugs taking out daffy, now where's your rich daddy?/

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Up beside your mommy and daddy

And all women who had light features, see

Cause my daddy wasnt round, nigga dropped a dime

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

I guzzle up at the bar

My daddy need a new car

Before a nigga finish put in the work

I got your daddy working for me as my steward

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Imma have to get a book from my daddy,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free