This is a song about "Your dad mollesting the creator of this webpage"

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

Like football your ass smacked dad

She always comin back

Myself as a prominent figure

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator

From the face of this earth and soak in your blood

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck