This is a song about "Parents foghting"

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

At least that's what her parents assume

And her smile lit up the room

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Up parents, faggots and the feminists

Hopin' that my niggas see

Parents treat me like a baby

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Use your parents as servants at first glance.

Cause he was abandoned from parents,

Say a grown man can separate lust from love