This is a song about "I dont want to talk to my dad"

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

But i want to talk about something with some meaning/

Cause i dont want you to be stocking me in

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

But in my loneliness i talk to me;

Third ward general, young cash money

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I really dont want you to become deranged.

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Apprently i talk way to much, but.... i like to talk

I'll never call you bitch again

I dont want to feel all this pain

30 chains on, bet the light work

Dont want ya to get hurt