This is a song about "Your not my dad"

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

And i'm raw, fish scale

Then dad payed off my bail

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

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

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

And my only fear's a wedding ring

And sure enough my dad came one morning

They hop on my dick like they got no dad

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat