This is a song about "Dad whoe died from drugs and mom who goes to jail"

My dad told them to take me to jail

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

You shouldn't even call yourselves a mom and dad

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

The spiritless servants who died from the drug submergence/

And mom would sit there quietly and dad would make me finally

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

As to who owns this and who goes where

Turn around and then you flip your hair

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.