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

Got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

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

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

20 racks really thats sneaker money

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

Raised rough thats why i got a good right hand

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Or a come-up, whos to say? i know i got bangers, why not get paid?

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,