This is a song about "Parents that got divorced"

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

Tell my parents i'm just melodramatic, that i like to cause havoc

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

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

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

I got two dead bodies, parents both were killed.

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

I got two dead bodies, parents both were killed.

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Its maybe that , that got her on me

Hilarity like wordplay with transparency that only trans parents see

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So you dont live with parents that hate you

Don't fuck around and make it true