This is a song about "Ya dad"

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

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

I knew there was brother, some sisters and a mom ‘n’ dad

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Then i would spit like yo fuckin dad

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Cause you looking like maxes dad

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Just like that... wale

Then dad payed off my bail

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Mum and dad dintnt like it