This is a song about "Your dad dying"

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

Im living every second that im dying

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Life has put her to the test

She's dying sir i need your help

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Put your hands down dad don't fuckin touch her

After all the times i preferred dying.

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding