This is a song about "Not standing up to expectations of my parents"

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

'cuz my motherfuckin' parents are too poor to pay for college,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

Because my parents can't pay, eligible? i'm not one,

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Now i never did chores but of course my parents divorced,

I'm standing up, i'ma face my demons

It's moe, all i need is more chips

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Because my parents can't pay, eligible? i'm not one,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Child parents see my music and say "thats one album you will not be buying"