This is a song about "Chores"

If another teenager whines about doing boring chores,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

But im cleaning you of bars like chores

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Now i never did chores but of course my parents divorced,

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

Huh, a metaphor of course

They've threats with time and court and chores

Seeping thc from the pores, i ignore, the rules the chores

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Girls dont wanna be near you like a teenager with chores

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

But i'm never doin chores

And of course, my car's off course

Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course