This is a song about "Everybody hates repz"

Everybody lets go

Like curses on the radio

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Backwards phrasing, insane's what made me but hates what saved me,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Everybody wonders why

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

My brother on the bottom bunk, hates it, but it's all right

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Your family hates you cuz you're a prick, you ain't slick,

Plus the underground hates if your raps ain't a dictionary,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

What is success if your family hates you?