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

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Cause he was abandoned from parents,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

I may be underage but i'm bankrupting all these pubs

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Less shitty whites bragging how there parents

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Parents treat me like a baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Affected 'cuz their parents in the projects never made it,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that