This is a song about "Vinsja pa kaia"

I think you fuck yo father,

Impressed with my pimp posture

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

My life is like a bubble, i am ready to pop,

But black kids come home to no father,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

It's been 3 yrs since you left me father

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Most men don't wanna step up and be the father

Gonna hit your head off with an echo, line you up and set yo, in position

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

To make karma come faster than she normally will