This is a song about "Parent separation"

For thinking you were really a parent it makes me sick as fuck

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Or its time for a for a death separation,

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

I was disowned by my parent,and leave alone

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

They're puttin us in separation, like a dictated nation,

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

I'm no parent they should watch over their kid

If we focus on unity instead of separation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win