This is a song about "To dad"

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

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

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

My dad going to work and never coming home,

Right flows down and they might go nice

And dad came home ready to take a life

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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