This is a song about "Parents visiting randome pubs in ireland"

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

Here i go again, falling in love

And say fuck you to your parents,

My nigga, its all love

Did you choose to have parents?

And i need you to show me love

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Five in the air for the parents not scared to tell the kids that nothing his holding them back

He thought his problem would be solved by visiting churches,

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

In adolescence you could bet my fuckin parents were so proud

20$ for a small coffee, it's whiter than ireland

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

All we need is convienient love

Grow the fuck up you immature parents