This is a song about "Hatred towards my dad"

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

Gonna prove to the whole world including my dad

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And sure enough my dad came one morning

I be murdering bars

You can guess where my dad was

And raise my fist towards the leaders of the dominant populace

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Hatred towards myself, tryna put an end towards all these flaws/