This is a song about "Mother and father"

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

My father i will always love/ i was a damn kid , i hate my mother

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Papa said that i did not have a mother or a father to spend time with

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I hate you and your mother,

What if you saw 'em take your father and rape ya daughter,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

His father lost his mind, and they both lost there mother.

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done