This is a song about "Why don t i got a dad"

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

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

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Got a headache, shit half a vicodin, why can't i

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

But tupac got shot and cost my dad more than a dime

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Metro zoo in here, with my crew in here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

She's so proud/ now that i don't don the shroud/ as a crown