This is a song about "Thinking father"

But black kids come home to no father,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Look, another day another dollar

Scum a disgrace to the father,

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

Keep your heads up high

Who watched his father die

I'm doing the same thing

This ain't easy, im thinking

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Said when i do dirt wit her

But black kids come home to no father,

But look at my mother and father

Jt: didn't get a gift for her