This is a song about "Censorship and parents worried about what their kids listen to"

Nothing to give, we got single parents, ain't lovin' the kids,

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Kids, they find it an outlet and need to channel their anger,

Only them retarded kids would listen to my music

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

And i tell my kids to burn their wish list,

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

To rapping about, what im about

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks