This is a song about "My parents"

Is it my fault that my parents did not go to college?

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Is it my fault that my parents did not go to college?

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

Knowing that my parents do not care

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

As a kid my parents arguments was like a combat zone

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

Feeling like i'm on cloud nine but my parents don't agree

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny