This is a song about "Your godfather"

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

I'm fittin' shit, your hatin' it, your littleness, your genitals.

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Your family, your friends,

Bt my dad made me "the godfather" offer...which i just cant refuse...

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

And i need you to show me love