This is a song about "Dad dont carw about me"

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

Fuck a dad, if he loved me he would care about what i loved

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I dont care about the fame

Floor seats at that wizards game

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

I dont give a fuck about nothing slut!

I dont know how you feel about me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

But then dad told me i failed

You already are caged

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Yea i may be a lil crazy too,but dont talk about me jus worry about you......

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that