This is a song about "Your suck of the dad"

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

By the age of twenty two i'll be a loser or a dad

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

You suck on your daddys meat meat

Your raps suck, yeah your raps can suck even when your not suckin on a sucker!

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

You lyrics suck, thats why your at the bottom with vanilla ice

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

You're very attractive, and notice that

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

Fuck the guys, y'all suck, surprise.

I'm everything that they call nice

Cos it reminds her of her dad helps her rewind the time

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime