This is a song about "Im tried of society telling what to do"

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

I dont know what im gonna do

I'll never forget, never forget the night

He's telling me what to do, and what's wrong and what's right

Now she take advantage of your ass telling u to move on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Tell me what im suppose to do, if i aint got you here

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

And that's why my insane mind's be telling to do this song

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

This is what i do, due to my lack of friends

I'm just telling you on sight what it seems to me

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Ohhh what to do, what to do...