This is a song about "Dad tells at kids"

See, most sites will give me three and a half

Now i'm like mommy, dad look at this song we have

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Man look we are at our house,dad still here and mom on the couch

She tells us not to do drugs, alcohol or pop pills

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Cops called dad, tellin him at school i was actin bad,

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Well its between you and dad

Everyone tells me my lyrics are dark, you havent heard anything yet,

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

I refuse to be another being on this earth

We misfits and slackers, at risks kids or hackers,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

When i was 15 the kids at school locked me in a cellar,