This is a song about "Parents get on my nerves"

Came back from parents evening, got my grades

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

White middle class parents are sayin' rappers get paid to cuss,

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Your parents wanted to get rid of you with a gift receipt,

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

He lying i’m on papers

You made me lose my nerves

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

No beat, but i get my rhyme on

So you finally got the nerve

Its all about my nerves,