This is a song about "Mom and dad fighting"

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

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Us fighting and breaking the vow forever

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Seas/ i always fought for my dad/ har'ram fighting for the only

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

Your mom and dad on the list,so i make the tryst,

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Man look we are at our house,dad still here and mom on the couch

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you