This is a song about "I hate you dad"

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

By the way i walk, and talk, are you in shock mom and dad?

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

I said i'm hurting her

I hate you and your mother,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I hate everything that you stand for, it's fake

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

To be honest, i hate you, with a burning passion.

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

You'd wish that you were dreamin when i reap and dispell hate

Where every recipient, property of the state