This is a song about "To dad"

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

My dad going to work and never coming home,

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Bro called dad over, we tried to explain

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

You need to make sure you become something not nothing like your dad,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

But than my dad started to make some choices

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

And when i make a million dollars, think i'll give it to dad.

And they label me king... you can come and take it back