This is a song about "Your dad is a pedophile"

I guess it was that bad, i hope your sad go ahead and tell your dad,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Now the boy says that he don't need a dad

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

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

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

You need to make sure you become something not nothing like your dad,

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Cause you're dead as a dad to me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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