This is a song about "Go naco care"

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Escapin foster care.

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Just remember that i'll always care

You got a baby boy or girl in there

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

Im still here but i can't skate

Dont care about the hate

Scream enough, and this bitch just doesn't care.

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Dont tie your hair

Let em say i dont care

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

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