This is a song about "The father of the cosmos"

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Father dude that wont put down the beer

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I learned from the father of lies that i'm nuts

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Death of my father is soon to be felt / how it is to be dealt ??/ is the

Pimp of the year i could smack your father

See, i like the person that you are

City national bank evolve into shape

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

My father came up from nothing won't take the shit from granted

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

The ice ain't really nothing to her

My knees on the ground, dear father

Genius, what's the reason that jesus father needs money for?

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war