This is a song about "Foster care"

But we don't really care

Throw your money in the air

My foster father says devan, wake up for school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Might as well prepare

That people dont even care

A foster mum while they

Word play, word play

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

No medal here, i'm well aware

Knowing that my parents do not care

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Too much money to care

We just went there

Let em say i dont care