This is a song about "A hard young life no money and dad who died from over dose and mom who goes to jail"

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Between me and anyone who "reps a set". (wow ain't you hard)

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

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

We live paycheck to paycheck, and plus i'm a common dude who,

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

And a dad, who had a wife he liked to beat.

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

U got one more chance to repent to forget your sins and worship who died and persecuted for you

I'll hurt you tell the jury and file another lawsuit that my mind is bout to fall through

The ones who wanted their family to have a little money

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

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad