This is a song about "Parents worried about what their kids listen to"

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Listen to the lame rings of kids who play

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

Worried about losing you you ain't even mine

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards

I don't really care about it, so, i ain't worried

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

Since i'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

What do we say to the parents of students of plaza elementary?

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree