This is a song about "Mothers fathers"

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

Fathers abandoned you, sibling can't stand you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

Discriminated housing and then took away their fathers,

All you mothers and daughters

Talking about the god you serve

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Divided families and tore 'em up and saddened mothers,