This is a song about "Ugle dad"

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

It wasn’t like i had a very lazy, deadbeat dad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

Then dad payed off my bail

Ain't recieved any mail

And pray for better days

I shot my dad in the face