This is a song about "I hate my parents"

Haters hate and i wave my hand like i'm fucking imperious

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

I felt hate and ugliness leaving my body along with despair.

Or the chick leaving

My parents are freaking

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

My parents and family said i can't make it//

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

It's obvious i'm crazy

My parents keep telling me

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

Now i never did chores but of course my parents divorced,

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz